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Our family road trip around Europe began at 5am when we set off for Calais. We had just got into Belgium when Will was sick in the car. Bleugh - it was like a scene from the inbetweeners!! Luckily Zac & Charlie (who were fast a asleep) escaped ...
... that music is to be enjoyed by everyone, even if you cannot afford it for any reason. The sounds he created were quite magical.
The next recommendation on our hit list was the traditional Flemish stew. We couldn’t find a rabbit one, so we went with beef instead. It was alright. While the coffee was a 10/10 on the coffee scale, the stew was more of a 7. It was still nice to sit down, ...
On the Thursday morning we arose at a sensible hour, said goodbye to the mightily put out Puss and got to the station in time for Marietta to negotiate tickets for us: two tickets to Gent (6 and 8 euros) and two from Gent to Brussels (at the same price). At Gent Diane was waiting to guide us. We put our luggage in the cloak room and got a tram downtown. There were canals as in Brugge with open top boats on the canals. The buildings were quite ...
... since we had eaten, and then only
fries and three wings on a stick each, the food was appreciated even if
there was nothing special or outstanding about either dish.
I pretty much decided my day
was over. Felt pretty good about it too. I knew that Tom wanted to
head back to town at night to see the main market square in lights but I was
convinced the walk back to the center of town was not worth it. Tom was
insistent on going and ...
... strictly utilitarian, but others are in done in pretty shapes, like fleurs-de-lys or anchors.
We walked a route similar to the one Rolinka led us on yesterday, and when we got to the Burg square, there was an old-fashioned bus that looked like something the von Trapps would ride around in. In this case, it was hired for a wedding, and we watched the bride get out and be escorted into the town hall by her father. Belgians must be married in front of ...