As Melanie drove her red Audi A5 Coupe into the gravel car park, her empty grey eyes scanned the hotel’s gothic façade. Copper coloured ivy covered its walls. Oversized table lamps emitted a warm, welcoming glow from richly draped windows as dusk began to settle on the autumnal countryside. The hotel seemed the perfect, Read More

“I’ve never seen a waterfall.”  Twenty-year-old Manon casually mentions while we wait in the queue. “What? Never?” I question in astonishment. “Well Belgium isn’t exactly known for its waterfalls, is It.” she defends with a laugh. “A fair point.”  I concede, picturing Belgium’s flat terrain in my mind. I need a moment to process this. , Read More