On the Late Train to Antwerp

At hour 37 of being awake, Bella and I were finally in Belgium and traveling from Brussels to Antwerp by rail. In an effort to mark the occasion of finally reaching our country's destination, we took turns snapping photos of one another using the portrait mode on my iPhone. Clearly the ones of Bella are the best and they showcase her immense beauty. But the prize for best hair goes to me - thirty-seven hours across an ocean and through two countries, plus the winds of Dublin, and my coiffe held up like Jack Lord's on the old Hawaii Five-O series. That fucker did not move!