In the evening I set off for the airport for a flight to Sofia. We knew about the Belgian farmers’ protest, of course, and so I gave myself plenty of time. It was just as well. The farmers’ tactics were brilliantly planned. Through judicious parking of their tractors they managed to bring a whole swathe of the city’s motorways and main thoroughfares to a complete halt. Brilliant they were, but not as brilliant as my driver! Somehow, zig-zagging down leafy lanes in Woluwe St Pierre, Kraainem and Zaventum, he managed to get me to the airport with time to spare.
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