I woke up, checked out, hopped in the car, and Jettaed off for Gavere. I skipped what was certainly a greatly overpriced Holiday Inn continental breakfast. Hasselt is in the eastern part of Belgium. Gavere is towards the west. I had a stout drive ahead of me.
I had to go essentially back to Brussels and then towards Gent, and then south. Lacking food, I pulled off on the interstate equivalent of a rest stop-gas station combo. I guess someone gets the license for running the thing. Anyway, it's the equivalent of a truckstop. I get a packaged sandwich and a Diet Coke and get back to rolling. It was pretty similar, but it's the little things that make it weird. I just can't remember what those were.
I get to Gavere, park my car where I'm directed to by the signs, and have a hefty walk to the venue.
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