The guy with the bandaged head on Monday was from France.
He cracked open his skull on the door of the closet that was over the fridge, and had to go to hospital to check he had no concussion (i dunno if he needed stitches)...
I saw Barney go out on a stretcher, Shay got his leg problem, someone (I'm terrible with names) got bitted on the hand by a dog, and i heard that someone else had a broken tooth...
Makes 5 casualties so far.... Impressive...
On our trip back to Belgium, we almost crashed in the car in front of us, as it suddenly decided to slow down in a screech for no reason at all, on the third lane left.
Without Mr Black (my boyfriend) that warned us on this odd behavior of the Polish jerk in front of us, we might have died on the sound of "Papa don't Preach" from Madonna (i don't want to die on such a song!)