Friday, may the 20th 2005.

Main impression:
Oupssss, my bsckpack! It's my first reaction, followed by rage, deception and frustration.

Odors:
The noble dust of Cantillon.

Color:
Red, the color I was seeing after my backpack was stolen.

Flavor:
Brewery Cantillon Geuze.

Sound:
The Brussels Jazz Marathon. It's not the Montréal International Jazz Festival but having it on the "Grand-Place" give it a special look that mix mediaval and modern times and the brasilian jazz show at "The Music Village" sounded quite good even if the band was missing a bit cohesion.

Texture/sentation :
A sardine tin! The sensation of being crushed on all side when I tried to leave the Music Village. I must say that it's not always désagreable to be in a sardines tin, all depend of the sardines that are around!

Day summary:
I walked from the "Grand-Place" to the Cantillon brewery. Very interesting visit followed by a sampling of five of their products. My camera started to play tricks on me during the visit, it seemed to be stuck in a continuous auto-focusing mode so that many photo where not good.

Going out of Cantillon, I sat on a bench to look at the problem with the camera and take a shot of a Tintin billboard on a building in front. Someone tap on my shoulder to show me something, I turn and see notting. A few minutes later I realis that my backpack is no longer on the bench beside me.

On the stop, rage, frustration, incredulity and discouragement succede like a storm in my head. I find police station at the "gare du midi" and I make a report. It's at this moment that I remember that my bag contained my passeport and my return ticket. For those it may interest, there was also 400 €, my electronic agenda, a diskman with 23 CD, earphones, raincoat and windbreaker and two T-shirt that I just bought at Cantillon. All the stuff that precede can be replace but there was also my anoted guide book and all the information I have found about places I wnated to visit. It's to late to start again to dig the information again on the internet, I will then have to be sastisfied with the activities that I remember.

After the formalities, return to "Grand-Place" where I buy a cheap raincoat since, like all evening since I'm here, it's raining a bit. During the day the temp is better but varies between sunny with clouds passage to cloudy with some clearing. It's relatively cool for the season.

On the "Grand-Place" it's Brussels Jazz Marathon, interesting but there is a certain lack of finition touch, I prefer to finish my evening at The Nusic Village where I see the Sofia Ribeiro - Guy Cabay “Brasilian” Quintet.