A good habit I have picked up since living in Belgium is to go where this box is. In French, it is une boîte à livres , and in Dutch, boekenruilkastjes —essentially open libraries which invite you to take one and give one book at your convenience. And if you've been following my walks around town, you know where there's a book, there is Adi, so I often find myself scanning for titles that catch my attention. Since there are so many around, my appetite for reading is always impassioned. On some days, I donate books from my own collection, and, humbly, if I say so myself, that must count towards my good karma in this life.
Recently, I visited the dinosaur museum in Brussels, which is actually the Institute of Natural Sciences, but as soon as you walk in, you are welcomed by the silent hosts of this estate. The building offers multi-level viewing of the main exhibit, so you truly appreciate the size and well-preserved skeletons of Iguanodon bernissartensis , a name which is quite fitting because it was here in Bernissart, a city in Belgium, that a coal mine accidentally drilled into a clay sinkhole underground and discovered these gigantic skeletons. And what better way to experience their grandiosity than a walk around the museum's corridors? Many factoids are translated into French, English, Dutch and German, often with interactive boards and games that I am sure cater to all ages and audiences. In one way or the other, I find it rather funny how dinosaurs continue to fascinate and surround us, in both fossilised form as well as in petroleum (note, it is a modern myth that dinosaurs lead to petrol!)...