A: MAN airport; B: Manchester; C: Newton-Le-Willows; D: Leigh

chronologically:
[ Wouw : Brussels Charleroi : Manchester Airport : MAN Picadilly : MAN Oxford Rd : Newton-Le-Willows *oops!* : MAN Oxford Rd : MAN Picadilly : Arndale : Leigh ]
[ Leigh : Manchester Airport : Brussels Charleroi : Brussels Midi : Roosendaal : Wouw ]


i probably didnt do enough that day. but that's ok.. it was still a trip to remember!
i probably didn't show it.. but it was fun for me! granted, i am someone that's easily amused.
i probably should've talked more as well.. but new environment, people with hard-to-understand accents. english being their first language.. i find it difficult to forget my insecurities and to just blab around in a language that's my second, or third even.

Definitely realised i still havent improved that greatly in English speaking. i'm fine in reading, writing, listening.. (as far as I know, that is!). But i dont know how to get over my insecurities when talking in English to someone whose level is unquestionably superior to mine.

I dont know if I a was a nuisance to them, in any way.. i tried not to be a bother. And i should've eaten more probably. dont know what was bothering me that day.. I normally eat way more.. I might've been hungry, but just couldn't bring myself to put things in my mouth, chew it, and swallow it... i tried hard though.. =/ maybe from exhaustion/stress that day? all the travelling on my own.. i had so little to eat that day, cuz when i'm on my own, i eat when i WANT to, which sometimes ends up in me barely eating anything at all.

but that's not the point. Manchester was good. it was nice. I really did like going to England again! just a pity i didn't really get to SEE manchester though. so i can't tell if its a nice city or not..

but still, its england! England's cool :) My wallet is still full of pounds, and i still dont feel like taking them out.
The section that keeps all the coins, is full of a mixture between pounds, confusing pences/pennies and normal sense-making euros.

I cant say i didn't feel glad to get back in Brussels where they can speak Dutch, and i could listen to, and understand Dutch/Belgian people without any effort..
I still spoke English to everyone I had to talk to though.. I just didn't feel like speaking Dutch just yet.. so I just pretended not to be from around here! (that's the awesome part about international places like airports and big train stations.. No one knows where you're from, so you can just pretend you speak English or something. They wont know).

The strange part.. which was different from my other trip, which was to London.. was that when I came back to the Netherlands, I loathed Dutch cuz it was so nice in London, to have everyone around you speak English etc.. Dutch suddenly sounded so foreign and disgusting (i dont mean that foreign=disgusting :S i just mean, disgusting.. and a little bit foreign.. those two are not related to eachother! :P)
anyways. The strange thing is.. when i got back from Manchester, I didn't loathe Dutch at all.. i felt kinda relieved actually... i dont know, maybe its because of the accent i was hearing in Manchester.. It confused me sometimes.. there IS a different accent in Manchester right..?

ahahaha ok, there is.. watching it on YT right now xD

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KH_kOjsXakM&feature=related

anyways. im out i think. I have an exam in less than 3 hours. and haven't even started studying yet=/ *flashback to last year* hehe.