One welcome address:
Marie-Louise Demeesterplein #3 suite 2
Beglium 8800 Roeselare
email: stefaan.meeuws@gmail.com
msn: rsdev@live.com
Skype: stefaan.meeuws
cell: 0487 251 813
I'm a dual citizen (Belgian / American) but my U.S. paperwork some of it was destroyed, so I can't go back right away. And keep your cash close to your chest. I don't need it. Note: I live in a small studio, the size of a match box. But I do have 2 silicon mattresses, and we can sleep in separate areas in my studio. Two persons is pushing it, if you bring your family (grandma, her dog, and the kitchen sink), they would have to stay in the hallway.
I do have connections, but you can count those on the fingers of one hand.
You will be sharing my studio with about 10 gold fish, several guppies, and three Indonesian mud crawlers (a kind of snake-fish). They sub-rent a couple aquariums. There's a flat screen, a couple computers, internet connection, and as I'm a ninjutsu-master, a number of lethal weapons, explosives excluded, by my own hand, all of which are inaccessbile but me. There's a kitchenette, a bathroom with shower and a door that can be locked, and three windows looking out on a square with on the other side a giant church. During the day it's noisy, they're restoring the church, and at night it's noisy also, my next door girl being a prostitute, another neighbor being a heroin dealer, and yet another one right out of prison for international drug smuggling. So, the hallways may appear cleaner than those in a hospital, safety is another matter. Entrance to my studio is with a code-lock, and over the past 13 years my neighbor's attitude is to knock on my door only when then are in extreme distress. Conclusively, being a Zen Buddhist, people in a wide circle around me, treat me as the keeper of peace and quiet, not afraid to face certain death by visitors of my neighbors (I nearly did get murdered 3 years ago), and - I'm not at all boasting - in the city center of Roeselare, not 99% but 100% of people whose path I cross, have shared amongst them the smarts of not approaching me within arm's length. This includes, perhaps surprisingly, police officers of all grades, people in high places the likes of politicians, school kids, and even stray dogs. The safest place for anyone to be around here, is to walk beside me, shoulder to shoulder.
I wish I could turn back time, when people still talked to one another on the street, when shoulder pats and hugs and hand-shakes and friendly faces were the norm. But, this is Belgium 2010, where child rape is no longer frowned upon, and soon it will be Belgium 2011, by the spring of which, the travel advisory for Americans in Belgium will sound like "avoid, avoid, avoid at all cost".
So get your butt over here, we'll work something out. For the sake of your wallet, trust only people which your intuition pre-approves. I may be destitute, not by choice, still since I find sufficient funding to source my hobby as a rc helicopter pilot, money is not my desire. Don't read into this that i'm a moron, cos for instance i will accept (to jog your mind) a flight ticket, a selection of items on my wish list on ebay to service my helicopters, a free meal, and (to over-stretch your mind) the filing fee for my n-595, which is $380, the US embassy said. But money in and out of itself? That's a simple and polite "no, thanks" from me.
Having established I'm not a financial idiot, it is time to stress that my invitation to share my place does not imply my expectation of your contrubution. Again, it can be anything, but not money. If it's nothing, that would be okay for me, because it changes not one thing for me.
Next I wait for your reply. Then I'd like to send you pictures of the inside of my studio. The train station is a 20 minute walk away, and Brussels Airport is less than 1 hour by train.
Being surrounded by remarkable people who often confront the law by breaking it, I stress that I am trouble-free. You need help from police at some point? Even before you replace the horn on the phone, I guarantee you that two humoungous police officers will stand beside you, the kind that has to tilt their head a little to pass through the doorway. Day or night, they appear not to run, but to race to my aid. I already told that at one time, they were no more than 15 seconds late to save my life. The prostitute's customer managed to trip me and push me down 12 stairs of granite steps. By the time this guy had nearly done breaking my face, with the back of my head to the ground, the officers entered and jailed that customer. This is the worst that ever happened to me here, and you may rightfully conclude there is not a chance anything like this can happen to you. If you keep your hands to your side, and stay in control of your body laguage. And talk to no one in this building.
In town I have contacts that open gates to for instance "au pair support", where you should be able to connect with fellow Americans other than me. We are very few, and we need to stick toghether.
The city of Roeselare is a visual beauty, and it is a lot less messy than say Ghent, or Bruges, or Brussels. And thanks to the presence of the train station, there is always a quick way out.
My flat at this moment is 50% personal space, and 50% work shop. In The work shop I manufacture rc helicopters and rc airplances and other things rc. If you're at home in these areas (and this will sound coo-coo), then I'm willing to pay you commensurate experience to comment on my work.
I go on and on, don't i? Ypres, with its war graves, is about 30 minutes away by bus. The sea side is also about 1 hour away by train. I say "sea", and I mean "North Sea", which is, to those in-the-know, a sewer for Belgium, France, The Netherlands, and England. One way to get a free skin-peeling is to swim in it. You're better off using one of my yachts, if that strikes your fancy. My helicopter pilot license is not recognized in Belgium, which explains why I continue to train my skills with scale models. Scale models are not, as I'm sure you realize, not to be underestimated at all. Think "intelligence gathering". Think "militairy applications". Thinks "costs a hell of a lot of money". Do not think "Pfft, just toys." Once you comprehend that I design and prototype the models I pilot, you are able to categorize me as the Technical Engineer I was trained to be.
Let me send you some pics of the inside of my studio. As it is. Changes will need to be made so you can enjoy it, also. This is not a problem, instead, I find this motivation.
My contact details:
Stefaan Meeuws
Marie-Louise Demeesterplein nr 3 suite 2
Belgium 8800 Roeselare
cell: 0487 251 813
email: stefaan.meeuws@gmail.com
skype: stefaan.meeuws
msn: rsdev@live.com