Drove to the Charleroi airport with Karlijn, Martin (who were dropping me off) and Bart to catch a flight Rome-wards. After planes, trains and a bit of a walk, Bart found our hostel this did envolve circling a square 350 degrees because we only knew the hostel was on a pretty large square but knew nothing about its exact location. (Obviously there were no big signs to be found)

After checking in, telling the manager that we weren't necessarily interested in smoking pot we set off on a food-finding mission and stumbled straight into a free open-air concert. Didn't know most of the bands performing there but did recognise Juliette Lewis. Passed out in bed eventually and realised that our mattresses are banana-shaped. Wahoo!