we've also had some strange (extremely strange) experiences since both meg and i have the tendency to wave our freak flags. the other day we were strolling through a botanical garden when all of a sudden some crazy man wearing an orange blanket ran up to us and started telling us all of these strange random things including "yes, just like the old flemish saying 'it's like 4 hands on one belly'!!!" and "yes, i was born in 1966". i honestly have no clue what he was talking about, but meg and i somehow got through to him that no, we weren't going back to his house with him (actually, to be honest, it was ME who somehow politely explained to him that we couldn't go with him; it was MEGAN who was hiding in the fancy glass sculpture store while i did all the talking.
we also managed to reinforce the european stereotype that american girls are silly and out of control since most of the time we've been wandering the streets laughing hysterically and pretty much embarrasing ourselves.