Simon’s best friend from Amsterdam came over to visit for two days, the only true friend who loves Simon dearly and whose friendship has already endured the distance and months of being apart. That is a lot when you’re 6 or 7. I watched them play together a lot. Even though Simon doesn’t seem to have developed the same ability to truly miss someone (of this he admits himself), I know this “having a best friend” holds a special place somewhere deep inside him and is important for him in its own way.
Probably the most exciting part of the visit was going to Het Steen, the oldest building in Antwerp, where there was a dark room for experimenting with light.