This is the apartment we pretty much started our married life in. This is where we stuck our claim on Antwerp, and this neighborhood in “de zuid” became our home. These bakeries, bars, shops, restaurants, and the people of them welcomed us (mostly) and made a foreign city comfortable and familiar. I will miss our little corner here.
This is the kitchen where I taught myself how to cook. I mean really cook, not just bake chicken, steam veggies and throw together salads. This is where I found inspiration, drive and passion when I was feeling that void after leaving a job. This is where we entertained countless guests, threw many dinner parties and even hosted two Thanksgivings!
This is where we brought home our baby girl. Our first child, the love of our lives. This is where my mom set up her nursery and made a rental apartment feel like home. This is, perhaps, where we became adults?
And so while we aren’t leaving Antwerp yet (can’t imagine how sentimental I’ll get then!) we are leaving somewhere very special to me. But, onward we march! On to the next little chapter and a great new place for our last days in this fantastic city. For now, I’m lucky to still call Antwerp my home.