The listing of Stefan’s place caught my immediate attention but what was it that had triggered me so much that I was about to forget, at least for the moment, that I had a quite difficult task to finish: finding a stylish, representative place in Brussels’ city centre or at least somewhat centrally located, so I had space to breathe and think as well as dozens of eye stimulation which usually works well with my imagination and with the upbringing of new ideas.
I was supposed to meet my colleague, a Brazilian photographer, for a project both of us would work on the following day. The briefing was quickly done after having some tapas and wine.
I had found it!
Located in a historic townhouse on the first floor, with large windows which can be opened and allow the fresh air to flow into the spacious living room giving way to the modern kitchen with an ensemble of stylish chairs which secretly spy upon the large table that is awaiting the delicious food.
Finally, the fresh breeze that has entered Stefan’s place through the open windows facing the square, this little wind jumps into a large comfortable bed and fills the remaining space that’s left of the apartment.
A few stairs lead down to something that could well pass as a small spa if it had a jacuzzi, a sauna and a swimming pool, too, but even though it hasn’t, you may still call it your own private “wellness oasis”.
In the only morning that I had to see what it feels like to start the day at such a stunning piece of architecture, it wasn’t so easy for me to decide: standing in tropical rain under the shower or blowing bubbles while relaxing in the tub ...
My colleague had already left before, so I returned the keys to Hans, the other half of “The Good Taste Guys”. Please, do me a favour and don’t call Stephan and Hans like this in the future; they’ll blame me for it for the rest of my life!
Handing over the keys to Hans, my heart was crying louder and louder: “Extend! Just for one more night! Extend!” But we all know who the real devil is who lives in every human’s body. “Why are you still standing there and staring at Hans? Don’t you have any work to do now?” The human mind can be a b...!