Twenty-five, I thought, as the plane prepared for landing. Twenty-five. I made it. While I’m much more about racking up experiences than passport stamps, I couldn’t help but smile at the fact that upon arrival in Belgium, I had reached my goal — albeit a very casual one — of visiting twenty-five countries before my twenty-fifth…

Whew! Apologies for the jumbled posting schedule this week, but getting out of Belgium really threw me for a loop. My eight days in the country started off pretty rocky and while frustrations continued to pile up, all was forgiven upon arrival at Tomorrowland with one of my fave travel buddies by my side. Going entirely…