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Bringing in the NEW YEAR, 2012 in Brussels
... we ordered amaretto bombs to kick start the night. After a couple of hours we headed off to the next bar and met a guy who was hanging out by himself (WARNING:stalker #2) He was super friendly and kept chatting away while we mostly listened and finished our drinks. We were going to move to the next bar and leave this guy to do his own thing, but he started following us. He showed us his secret liquor stash for the night which was a bottle of some really ...
See boo play? Oh, s'il vous plait.
... spoke at least three languages, and he pleasantly served us our meals: a spinach and goat cheese quiche for me, a bacon quiche for Chris and two giant meatballs for Andrew. Our meal was great, and it gave us a chance to defrost inside.
Afterward we walked the streets of downtown Brussels, explored the Christmas market, had a waffle then headed home with tired feet and full bellies.
We stopped on the way at the grocery store to pick up a few ...
Brussels, Bruges and Belgium! 3B's = A+!
... and concrete super offices, these are right next door to this giant monolith of a station from the cold war (ok I have no idea when it was made but it reminds me of it). Then of course there was a the red light district, the street full of middle eastern and african goods, gleeming white cathedrals, not so gleaming white cathedrals, massive palace, beautiful museums, even more beautiful churches, one massive giant mother of a courthouse (the size of ...
In the Land of Beers
As I took that 4 hour train ride from Luxembourg, I had a lot of thoughts running through my head, as seems to be the case with every solo ride. I started thinking that it has been quite a while since I've had some random adventurous story to tell my (future..) grandkids about. Since I was travelling to Belgium solo (Sylvia had to stay in France and work), I thought it would be the perfect time to take some risks. One train of thought led to another, and so it ...
Brussels, last call.
... translated as Sudden Death) and it looked like they had a beautiful old Belle Epoque Bar/Cafe, right around the corner. Walking in I knew we were going to love this place, another one of those places where you look and think "if these walls could talk.' Granted, lots of tourists, but interspersed with those with the big fat Nikon straps around their necks were locals enjoying coffee and the paper, and business collegues destressing ...


