





A journey of joy, despair and happiness |
With Olive oil, tree felling, Barcelona and guests. Flights on time arrive at Brussels international airport, Zaventem. Olif has pre booked the train tickets (as she does) and we board the train for Brussels Central station only 30minutes away. We board the train, “First Class I presume Nessie?” says JS. ”Actually, no” I respond, but … Continue reading