As I was informed, I was hopeless in blogging the last week. This wont (will) be a habit.

So, I continue with the cliff hanger ending of my last blog.

I still remember the feeling of not being able to move my feet, I was just getting over my last day of jet lag when I got up in the morning for my first day of French School in LLN. What a treat :), After meeting with my new class mates I was picked up by my mother in preparation for my wild night.
The night of chorals is a music festival in Belgium, in the middle of no where with a beautiful castle and farm land. For a couple nights a year they set up 6 stages and fly in choruses of the most diverse back ground to sing. It was beyond anything I have ever experienced in my life. From a Russian man group to the Voca People it was so brillant.
A night I will never forget.

Voca People: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CQ6bLLYBs6U