It was a Pentecost Monday a bank holiday I knew very little about, however it is shortly described as “The day commemorates the coming of the Holy Spirit in the form of flames to the Apostles, as recorded in the New Testament”.

I could thank to the Holy Spirit for giving me the opportunity to wake up in Gent and to start packing for a trip to Bruges. Whoever has read the previous article will know that I have been traveling with my family. So, we had breakfast, packed up our stuff and left the apartment we have rented for the night. I started the car and started driving which very soon appeared…