9 september 2001

Well actually it's not the 9th today, but the 11th.  I've actually made it out here to France and I'm participating in the workcamp.  One of the local French guys just told me there was a terrorist attack on the United States, in Washington D.C.  Hopefully I can call home or access the Internet to find out more info.  I had a great time with Lien, Evelyn and Hilde in Belgium.  We all met up in Gent and hung out and talked and walked around.  One night Hilde, Evelyn and I went to a few pubs.  The first one was this crazy place with bicycles hanging from the ceiling.  We had quite a few beers there before we headed down the road to an Irish pub.  This drunk mother fucker was trying to harass us.  He was getting really pissed off when we were ignoring him after I told him to go away.  During one point some Irish lady who happened to be sitting at the bar helped us out by telling the guy to leave us alone. François just came by to tell me more about the terrorist attack and we checked it out on the TV.  Absolutely insane.  The workcamp place is very nice, like a five star hotel.  We stay in the castle on the first floor in a giant room for all of us.  We are doing some more advanced wall building than what we did in Zonca.  I'm hopeful that I will also be able to learn how to cut stone.  It is freaking cold out here so I'm going to put my pants on!!  The work will also be difficult, but should be very rewarding.  We have already done a few hikes in the local mountains.  This past weekend we were here when three women were having their 40th