When I tell people I live in Brussels, they often ask how I ended up here. The truth is, it wasn't my original plan. I came for love, and didn't know how long I would stay. There was a heat wave when I arrived in Belgium. It was May 2015, and I was moving in with my partner. We'd met in New Zealand while on a career break to travel , and after returning home, he was rehired at his old job. To avoid a long-distance relationship , I took a chance. I packed up my belongings and left my home in