Stream of Consciousness With Rain

Here is what I wrote while it poured in Brussels: Got up...my flight does not exist...Phoned Expedia and they had no idea of any concerns in Brussels...Brussels Airlines website said dont come to airport...So I go and things were fine and I arrive in Brussels on time with luggage...thankful for the karma as i wade through thousands of bags left at the Brussels baggage area...Got a train in to town and then a cab to hotel...my room is huge and wet with the rain now...two beds, huge shower, mini bar, and my tram stop is outside my window:::score....So i took a tram downtown, found out that Brussels is a hill climbing city despite it not being a port...I am at a restaurant eating french onion soup (mine is better), tortellini, and swilling beer...my karma holds as it immediately starts pouring once i sit down...a hard rain is going to fall...and cold too and I think my jacket is in Poland...wow an umbrella just blew over and buddy saved the day...so after lunch I stumble into one of the nicest squares I have ever seen...and then one of the coolest little coffee shops all no trend but GREAT coffee...Then i climbed the hill, took a tram, and watched as some cute street girl got pestered by the cops and I thought maybe she could come with me:::Once home I bought 8 beer and some cheese for 6 bucks...upon getting back I watched the British Weakest Link and aside from the pure British Q's I got them all correct...therefore I am the strongest link so where is my 1360 pounds?...Badminton playing Asian girls are hot...Dharma is hot...and off to the Irish Pub I go.............On Thursday I took a bus tour of the city, went to autoworld, and the military museum...all in all a good couple of days...Tomorrow I am going on a walking tour of all the places in town with comic strip art:::Go Asterix, tintin and the Smurfs.....