templaux.annual.antique.fair

i got my japan visa today, so tomorrow late afternoon i am leaving for tokyo.  is it for real?  yes, it is set stone now...  i haven't go the excitement yet, i am just too tired to even think of what is ahead of me...
for now, i am going to leave you with another post from my summer 2010.  this is about an annual antique fair in belgium.
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it wasn’t your idea but his of going to the largest annual flea/antique fair in europe. it’s in belgium, a good two hour journey from home but the weather is perfect and tempting to make such a journey. the heat is already soaring up as you approaching waterloo, then you journey into small country road wondering if you are at the right place and you got you confirmation as there is a string of endless car leading into a really small road. you have to park your car more than 2 km away from the town and sweat your way to templaux where the flea market annual antique fair begins.

this is your first ever experience in strolling an antique fair flea market, you have been to a few antique streets before in china, but nothing really compare to this european scale antique fair or flea market (you are confused here).


you take your time to look around, touching little things here and there, you take your time but he is in the hurry. he has no interest in these junks, putting this into his words….
he is right to some extends because you never consider empty perfume bottles, used books, tableware, used toys as antiques.

some are just merely retro but others are more appropriate as thrift/second hand items.

nonetheless there are some highlights, you are intrigue by the antique irons and coffee grinders, wooden bicycle and so forth.

it was a warm afternoon, without a shade it is almost impossible to walk on under the mid noon sun. you resort to ice cream while he nurse his hunger with belgium fries and mayonnaise. you both satisfied your hunger in your own ways…

with him never ending nagging you decided to stop browsing and leave the place, while walking some 2km distance to your car, you look at the surrounding and feel like posing for a photo with the giant toilet paper as he describes it, none other than a roll of pressed grass which usually use as the reserves food for cows in the winter…

with this photo you bid farewell to templaux and head to leuven. there is no special reason to pay leuven a visit other than it is a nearby city next to templaux and he heard from his colleague that leuven has a ‘gezelig’ aka nice atmosphere town.
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