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Erasmus in English - finally, guys!

So! Since many English speaking people ask me again and again how I'm doing here in Belgium, I finally slapped myself and said: You gotta save their souls! And my head..

Let's start from the middle. Or from the boring stuff. I live in student residences, or dorms, which are only about 6 months old, with big modern kitchens, the rooms have shower and toilet and a fridge and I don't share it with anyone, so it's pretty, and pretty expensive. I pay €383 monthly and my grant is €404. So before I came here I was all like: I'm not gonna drink at all, and I'll eat cheap....well, I do eat cheap, but I also buy beers so you can imagine... Student life. Last week's special Wednesday's beer offer in our Erasmus pub called The Porter House (aka cheesy Irish pub) was Delirium Tremens, and I can tell you, nomen omen. Next day I was praying for a quick painless death. Painfully enough, I survived and promised myself that I'm gonna stay dry for at least one week. It's going pretty well so far.

Porter House's barman on the left. He really calls himself Wolverine.