We got to talking while we were there about how Mike had actually applied for and got through the first rounds for a job in Brussels. It would have been a hassle to upend our lives and move to a foreign country with the dogs, but how amazing would that have been? Just look at the place...
When dreaming about moving to Brussels if Mike got the job, I searched Venere to look at hotels and rentals and just check out the dreamboats I found on this website.
This little dream has this for the view:
This one is called The Opera Residence and check out the grounds:
I mean...come on! These are things dreams are made of. Add that to waffles and beer, and yeah. I'm moving in.
Obviously, Mike didn't get the job, but maybe one day when we're older and have no pets, we'll be able to pick up and move somewhere dreamy like Belgium. We both have jobs we technically could do remotely, so who knows? A girl can dream (of waffles).
Have you ever dreamed of moving to a foreign city?