Bed & Breakfast Speelmansrei
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... wear on. My legs are telling me they need to sit down, so I find a ticket booth for a canal cruise and join the lineup.
Brugge is called "The Venice of the North," and the little boat tour provides some spectacular views of the city from the water. It's too bad that the boat's captain decides to narrate mostly in French, reserving his English commentary to flirt in a bad imitation of Sean Connery with ...
Today we started the second leg of the road trip that will eventually take us from Amsterdam to Paris! The first leg of this trip, from Amsterdam to Bruges (Belgium) also includes stops in Flanders Fields(Ypres) and Kinderdijk (windmills). Dad has really been looking forward to this part of the trip, as Bruges has been on his Bucket List for a while now.
The day started by simply getting the apartment cleaned up and loading up the van. ...
... After a while we wandered down to the beautiful main square and had another beer. Somehow we've decided to walk up to the top of the belfry tomorrow, all 366 steps. The views should be amazing. We also want to do the boat tour and the carriage ride and visit the windmills. So you'd think we'd go to bed early, but instead Laura wants fries from the truck and we wander the adorable streets some more, people watching and doing much satisfied sighing at the ...
... back to the Basilica of the Holy Blood, which was open. This was a pretty little church that had some color but didn't have the magnificent ceiling murals or marble pillars. It was small but nice. On the way back to my hotel I stopped by St. Walburga's Church which seemed to be a more modern take on Churches. It wasn't anything too special. I spent the rest of the evening relaxing and went out for a brief walk to find food for dinner. It was a good day.
... departures board. I soon remembered I didn’t know any Belgian, and tracked down the only person anywhere that resembled anything like a station official. Fortunately, he was, and I was soon on Platform 16, bound for Knokke Blankenberge.
I’d read a lot about Brussels lack of vitality and character, and as the two tiered juggernaut of a train lurched itself away, it was difficult to find a case against. The suburban areas of Brussels appeared ...