I'm busier in Belgium than I have been in quite awhile, in part, of course, because I'm working more than 40 hours a week, but also because routine things like laundry take so much time here. I spend one evening a week at the laundromat, three at the gym, and most Saturdays running errands because that's the only day shops are open. I don't know where I'm going to find the time to read and research for my law school requirements once language classes and the weekend trips begin. Despite the busy days and my strong dislike for Mons, I'm really enjoying NATO and my fellow Shapians. Last night I had beers with new friends from Serbia, Turkey, and the Czech Republic. We talked about Orhan Pamuk and religious liberty and the strength of Belgian beers. For some reason, I have fewer meaningful and forthright conversations in New York, and far, far fewer satisfying evenings. Despite the tumult of the last few weeks, I'm convinced that being here is worth it, and I'm so happy to have found some people with whom to share ideas and good times.