L'Art de la Fugue
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... we arrived in Brussels, the first thing we smelt were hot waffles. Straight away we knew we had picked the right city! We each had a waffle, I had banana and chocolate on top of mine and it was delicious. We had a walk around the city a bit and then booked into our hostel. There were 2 Ausssie boys on a gap year staying in our room. It sounded so strange to actually hear Australian voices after being used to Irish and Americans for so long. I actually felt ...
... and our room key and gave us a few suggestions for our day. It was a wonderful welcome to a new city.
After freshening up from the airport, we were off. We strolled through the streets and eventually ended up in the Grande Place. "Grande" is an understatement. The courtyard area is massive and the buildings the surround the plaza are beautiful, incredibly ornate, and rich in history.
Upon arriving at the Grande Place, a burst of ...
... I expected and dressed in silly little clothes (his outfit is changed every few months). As Use It says, the ideal national symbol for a country that is also very small and absurd! The legend behind the ******* boy is that he put out a cannon fuse while peeing, but apparently statues of peeing boys used to symbolise where the poor could sell their pee to leatherworkers?! Not to be outdone, Mannekin Pis has a sister, Jeanneke Pis, down a tiny little street (apparently invented by a ...
... 8217;m not keen on going back to coursework and all the related stress, I have seen the light at the end of the tunnel and now know that there really is a reason to get myself together and get out of school as soon as possible. Despite being far from friends and family, I am enjoying my life in Europe immensely. I’ve attended parties at the ambassador’s house and ate myself silly at the regional parliament buildings. Just ...
appeared that we weren’t destined to have a flying start to this trip, as once
in Heathrow, our flight was delayed by about an hour for our final leg to
Brussels. The BA seating for us was a
bit strange, as we were seated at the window, one behind the other. If the plane was full, you could understand,
but there was an empty seat next to Betty-Anne, and two empty seats next to
it turned ...