Ion Ciorici

It’s been 4 days since Brussels became my “home”, but not a very hospitable one.
Life in Brussels is kind of strange: no English in metro, no English in the buses, trams, no English inside all the EU institutions, if you speak French or Dutch (I don’t ) you are welcomed inside the EU capital city.
Before writing how nice Brussels is, it deserves to say some words (some bad words :- ) ) about the whole integrated Brussels transportation system. It is so unclear and illogical, no description, no English, no English speaking people. Brussels’s transportation doesn’t speak at all, I mean there isn’t any announcement about the next station, and even they don’t have led display with the name of the next station> so all the time we poor foreigners are supposed to:
1) to count the stations;
2) to watch through dirty windows of the metro/tram the name of station which is graved at each station (size 12, Times New Roman .

During the nights sometimes I am sleeping at the Royal Residence, a very nice place with hot water, something like Kolej Jarov .

The residence is located just few meters from all EU institutions, so not so far from my temporary place of doing something. The view from the window is really astonishing when all commissars are working during the night (I mean their assistants ;).

Brussels maybe is one of the cleanest places I have ever seen, buts it is not so clean as Copenhagen or Stockholm.

On Sunday (4th of November) I had the chance to visit some other parts of the city, which are located max. 5-10 minutes walking from the city center. Believe me or not, but I thought for a few minutes, that I am in Turkey: so many flags, so much patriotism and of course so less discipline …