It's been a couple of days since I last wrote in my journal.
It's not that I didn't want to, cuz I did.
BUT
You will not believe what happened to me!!!
Remember I had my car all checked up, got everything done that should be done with it and all?
I was so glad that I finally was getting things done and that I wouldn't have to worry about my car breaking down anymore.
Well ... listen to this:
Monday evening I decided to go to Limburg, which is where my mom lives.
I was driving down the road, as usual, and all of a sudden this deer jumps in front of my car!!!
It all happened so fast. So fast I couldn't even really brake before I hit the darn deer. Stupid deer. I mean prancing out of the bush like that!
I was worried about the deer. I thought I had killed it, you know? I don't know how it is in other countries, but here in Belgium if you hit a wild animal with your car, you can't just go and pick it up, even if you just want to take care of it or something. That's called poaching here.
So I just drove along and somewhere down the road I just had to call someone, just to get rid of the awful feeling I had, you know. I felt so bad... even though there's no way in the world I could have prevented it from happening.
So anyway, I call my friend's house, and the first thing he asks me is: "Any damage to the car?"
"Huh.... I don't think so..." Everything seemed to function like it should. Little did I know that about 4 kilometers further down the road, the enigine's temperature would be going through the roof!
As soon as I had to opportunity to stop alongside the road, I went out and checked the front of the car...
Fluids leaking out of it like crazy!!! .... I didn't know what it was. Oil? Water???
The first thing that came to mind was "You must be kidding me! 
Not again! Not now! Not now, when I just spent almost 300€ to get everything checked up!!"
Anyway, I ended up spending the night at my mom's. I kept trying to see what exactly broke in the front of the car. I thought it would be the radiator, but then my friends told me that they didn't think it was that.
You know when they eliminate the option that you think most likely to be the cause of the problem, that's when the mind starts to ramble all sorts of possibilities... like just about everything being forced at the joints and things like that which would actually be quite fatal for my car.)
Thank God I was right about it being the radiator.
Anyway, what's a bit funny about the whole situation is that my nickname here in Belgium is "hert" which means "deer". So when my sister heard about it she said "oh so the deer ran over a deer” my mom said the same thing, my friends mom said the same thing even. lol. (I hope you can see that I'm not letting this break my optimism, cuz things could be worse, you know?)
I felt kind of awkward after that whenever someone called me by my nickname. Cuz it made me feel bad and think about the damage that the other deer did to my car.
Oh btw, I was so happy that even though it's summer time, which means there's only two people working in that garage, they were willing and able to help me out. For about 200 euros my car is ok now.
I'm knocking on wood, cuz tomorrow I'm leaving for Berlin. I'm going to the Loveparade. I won't let my car ruing things for me. And besides, if that's the worst thing happening to me in life... I think I can consider myself among the luckier part of the world population.
We get together at a friend's place at about 9.30 pm. It's going to be a loooooooooong drive and I think we'll have to keep driving if we want to be in Berlin before rush hours start.
Good Night!!!
Love,
