I came early because they said you can check-in at flexible hours on weekends, which I said early, which was a normal hour like 16. I was able to find the house with navigation without any problems, but when I pressed the bell, no one answered, "Where are you, I'm here, I'm at your door?" they replied to my messages half an hour after 19:00 which is the check-in time they wrote for weekdays after hours. Until then, I wanted to wait in an average bar(Au Laboureur) across from their house, when I asked for chips with my beer, they told me to buy the chips from the supermarket, even though it was on their menu :D
We couldn't get the chance to meet Mr. Gibran, but the lady Sakiko was really kind.
I don't know why people around are so narcissistic, but they don't even speak English. I ended my beautiful Belgium trip with the racism I ate from the bar waiter, thanks for everything Belgium :))