If you’re one of my six readers, and you somehow use my brog as a means to find out worldly news, you’re probably not doing something right, but for what it’s worth, I’m writing today about the story that came out of Brussels, Belgium, where basically two bombing incidents occurred, one at at the airport, and one at the Maalbeek subway station, killing an at the time, reported 31 people, and injuring many more.
Naturally, one of the easiest ways to put one’s self into understanding a story, is having a little bit of experience, or familiarity with the geography of the situation. When mythical girlfriend and I went out to Europe back in October last year, we made two different trips to Brussels, once for the semifinals of WORLDS, and then there was an afternoon in Brussels, the day before our return flight to the United States. I’ll be the first to admit that the thought of visiting Brussels didn’t excite me as much as places like Paris, Amsterdam and visiting Germany did, but I found Brussels to be a great city to visit, with a wealth of culture, fun tourism, lots of great food when you could find it, and home to Delirium beer, some of the finest in the world.