TIP training: Bar à Bieres + Le Foot

Yesterday night I went to the girls football team training of my school, because this weekend I'm probably playing with them on the TIP (tournament in Marseille I wrote about in my older post). I thought it would be as in high school, someone giving us a football and then some fooling around trying to score and most importantly not getting a blue eyes. But no sir, we arrived there and two boys of our class were our coaches. We started with some warming up and coordination exercises. Never did coordination exercises for football but they were effective (not for me though ) There also was a guy from our school playing with us as “carrotte” or carrot. In the meaning that we would be running faster if he would run on the field before us. The girls told me that there’s always a “carrotte” playing with them, hilarious habit. After the warming up we did some matches and before you know it it’s again 21h00 so we drove back to center. And again another day just flies by. Tomorrow I’m waking up at 5h to go to Marseille and I’m already a tired mess. ( My lovely neighbors came home around 4h in the morning yelling and singing and using the microwave, I got some kind of an aggressive attack and started hitting the wall until it stopped but still I was awake = angry! )




Oh yeah I forgot to tell, I finally visited the “bar à bières” Lien is so enthusiastic about. And yep, she’s totally right. Lien, Sofie, Balin, Siri, Fernando, Theresa, Steffi, Vinicius, An and I don’t know who else where all there gathered and 80% of us drank of course Belgian beers. They have sooooooooo much choice, it’s amazing. Very good if I get nostalgic some day, but I don’t think that’s soon going to happen.

                             



After a while in the beer bar...

                                  

Next week Sophie, Charis, Elien, Lien’s sister, people of Sophie’s class (of which maarten is the Erasmus student who was here last year) are coming over. (Oh and I forgot my mum as well) So I think by the end of next week I’ll probably be dead, until then I’ll try to blog you away.



Bisous x