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Travel Blogs from Brugge
... my passport checked only to see that Zach hadn't made it very far. The guard wouldn't let him through without seeing our hotel reservation and plane tickets out of Belgium. I got them out and the guy spent what seemed like 20 minutes inspecting them. Finally we got the ok to go through, but honestly we didn't know if our train had left yet. We ran frantic as hell... and made it by about 2 minutes. My nerves were shot.
... on that day, so we decided to take a seat in Craenenburg house, and we never regretted that :D
There are nice parks in the southern side of the old town (which is the end of the boat tour). I can imagine how crowded these parks will be in summer time. Brugges is the wonderful mixture of France, England and Holland. Even in the freezing rain, I helplessly fall in love with this city.
... Again maybe I'll just let the photos do the talking. It seemed like a 'deluxe' city with intricate buildings, intense sculpture on the buildings, gold on the buildings - But don't most cities in Europe?! We found lunch in a lovely little French cafe before navigating the metro back to the hotel. We were back on the train home by 8. Last weekend -We meet Laura and Hamish and co in Greenwich for lunch at a really cool market. Shane was still at ...
Bruges - the land of chocolate, waffles and beer and was definitely a place we quickly fell in love with not only for the gluttony but the scenery as well. We arrived in Bruges mid-afternoon when it was raining so we ventured out in the direction of the windmills. They were very old and there were 4 spanning across 1km or so which was cool seeing they were so close to town. We then made our way to our B&B where we were staying, which was an old family home on ...
... was just a large area of open space with some buildings on the periphery
but as we walked around in the area we came to appreciate the attraction of its
More rain, tired feet, and a
need for a rest had us make our way back to where we were staying for a
break. We had walked so far and so south that we had reached the end of
the walled area of the city and were near the train station. We were
going to take a bus ...