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This post is going to be short in words as I am too tired today to type much coherently. But pictures will tell it all, I hope. Of course my friends knew what I'd like and totally dislike when they organised my bachelor party. So as expected it ended up a cosy relaxing but very fun day/evening with a fun and quite diverse group of friends. I had nothing to worry about, just enjoy :)


Afternoon: a picture hunt walk through part of Leuven. Fortunately I knew the city well enough to find the way and guide the rest. In the mean time I received some assignments.

My egg with Jan's picture was my buddy for the entire day and I had to take care of it to proof my care capabilities in marriage.

Yet I had to remain independent in marriage as well so I was forbidden all day to talk about or refer to Jan all day. Any infringement got punished by a piece of chocolate I had to eat....for me that is a punishement, but I played by the rules and ate (whenever they had noticed I had mentioned Jan). Posing with a chocolate bar can be combined with a big smile... while eating it the smile disappears.

Playing hints on the busy big market square in Leuven. They were so gentle to me: I was simply dressed in white instead of some hideous costume and I didn't have to harrass the people with stupid assignments. I really pitied a "colleague" Pipi Longstocking who had to sell condoms to the people so I bought 2....who knows, they could come in handy as 'protection' for the egg, right?

In the city park I had to humn songs to my public who clearly thought I was quite funny.

Evening: A belly dancing course proofed us we had muscles where we had never imagined we'd have muscles....only we had no clue how to use them :p. Fun but not easy! the challenge is to isolate a part of your body and move it while the rest is stable (or moves in a different direction).

Later in the evening: A nice cosy dinner with a big group of friends

Later in the evening: some more cocktails to be tested in downtown Leuven.

.......and an unfortunate egg that somehow truly by accident slipped from my hand at the doorstep while coming home. Fxxx! I took care of it so well day and now my little egg is broken