WORDLESS WEDNESDAY

 

Belly dancer in Hurghada (Egypt)

Belly dancing is originated thousands of years ago in Egypt, North Africa, and the Mediterranean, primarily it was a social, celebratory dance and a fertility ritual to prepare women for childbirth,historically performed by women for other women to celebrate femininity,and fertility, and not for male entertainment, evolving later into diverse cultural entertainment forms. 

 

 

These were the ancient costumes, today they are less dressed !  

 

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AWWWW MONDAY - WEEKEND 27

 

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WEEKEND 

On Saturday we were alone, I mean without our entertainers. I don't know who had made the planning, but he or she is not very talented. On Friday they were 3 and on Saturday none ! I mean with three people you can organize that at least one is there on Saturday and Sunday, especially since Kim was hired for weekends. I'll mention that at our next meeting with the director. The poor woman probably doesn't even know. Anyway, she's very nice and has a lot of work, since her predecessors weren't very efficient.

The weather continued to be very sunny so we put a few tables together and played Bingo. Everybody loves it. Without money of course. 

On Sunday my friend Jacky picked me up and I left my castle for the whole afternoon. We went to the lake Genval which is not so far from Waterloo. It's the only lake nearby where you can surf or sail and of course there is a little space for swimmers. as the weather was so nice there were a lot of people !  

This is the sailing club, but not yet open

 

 

The restaurant was packed and we were really lucky to find two chairs. Jacky had a Mango tea.

The  restaurant was right by the lake. The water looked as green as the grass, even though the sky was completely blue. I had been here many times before, even when my son was still feeding the ducklings. Still, it was nice to get out again, although I couldn't walk as well as on Monday. The air must have been bad.

 

     

crocket players

 

                                      This is the castle of Genval, which is now a hotel with a spa.

We noticed that a lot of restaurants around the lake had changed names and probably owners and some were closed and looked neglected. Still the aftermath of the COVID. 

We walked a bit along the lake and then returned home, but promised each other to make more little excursions. 

In our restaurant there was only the meanwhile 101 old Jeannie and another, all the others were dispersed in the park on different benches.  

 

 

FRIDAY's FAVE FIVE

 

We started the week with an excursion to the Flower show "Floralia" which took place in the park of the castle Grand Bigard in Brussels.

 

 

 

We strolled through the park and admired the beautiful tulips and other flowers. I was particularly impressed by the forest with its tulip beds. I was so glad I could walk the 2 km without any problems and without getting out of breath. I only had to sit down at the very end because I was completely out of breath. At least now I know where my limits are and that I can still go a little further, even if not as far.The beautiful weather continued, and we were able to sit on the terrace and play a question-and-answer game. 

The next day, we had a visit from a Bouvier Bernois dog trained for therapeutic purposes.

 

 

The dog was adorable; he greeted everyone, let them pet him, and laid his huge head in people's laps. When we were bowling, he made sure no ball hit anyone's leg. The balls were plastic, but he still did his job instead of running behind the ball and bring it back,  of course, he got a treat. 

 

At the end of the week, we learned that we need to drink plenty of water because old people often don't feel thirsty, or only drink when they are. I knew this, and since becoming one of the "antiques," I've always made sure to drink enough water. We even played a game about it, which was quite fun. We had to throw small ping-pong balls into cups, and if we made a hit, we had to choose someone to drink water from their glass. If we missed, we had to drink ourselves. Luckily, I usually made a hit ! 

 

Next on the agenda is how not to fall!

 

 

 

 

 

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