On 20 December the last Spanish friends that I had in Ghent went back home . So the day before we decided to go to Pinuts (a bar) for a drink and say goodbye to a good party. So good was the party that someone stole my mobile phone (Belgian and Spanish ones) bank card and house keys, and I didn't realize about it till I was in my house door.

Thank god, 5 min after I arrived at the entrance to my house, entered a roommate (which I had seen only 3 or 4 times and who did not even know his name) well, at seeing me a little bit desperate and with no way to come into my room, he suggested that I could sleep on a sofa in his room


In the morning he called to the bar to ask if they had found my keys, because as he is Belgian he understood much better to ask all that sort of things. In the end, appeared my keys but not my card and mobile phones

I am extremely indebted to my colleague Louis for allowing me sleep in his room and help me in everything he could. I have to say that he had a wrong view of him and the Belgians in general I guess.It turns out that the Belgians are generally very cold (at least compared with the excessively emotional and passionate that we are the Spanish) but I must say I was pleasantly surprised by the reaction of Louis and I will be forever grateful for what he did.