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So Brugge (Bruges) is now my favorite European city that we've been to so far.
To pronounce the town's name with the local Flemish accent, you roll the "r" and make a distressing hacking noise for the "gge" as if you are saying "HA!"
I think I loved this adorable little town full of chocolate and waffles and ...
... on the In Bruges walking tour. I actually covered most of the same sights earlier, but the guide provided an entertaining history as well as tips for cheap eats and discount offers. Coming from a Native New Yorker turned local, this is one interesting tour to help get your bearings. It currently only runs in the afternoons though, so if you have time in the morning, you might want to check out beyond the town centre and perhaps even a canal ride.
Our second day in Brugge, I felt much better. We got a decently early start and went to visit a church Glennica had read about, which was supposed to have some very strange, outlandish features. When we actually got there, it turned out the price of admission included the Lace Museum (Brugge is known for lace- the souvenir sticker we got from there has an old lady making lace), so we took a look at that first. It was just a few small rooms with very detailed lace pieces ...
... but the history also very intriguing ha ha.
Other than that we tried the world famous Belgium chocolate waffles. Big shock to all who know me really well, I was only able to eat half the waffle because it was super sickening, but still sooo good. The worst part of Belgium was also the most hilarious. When we arrived in Brugge Nat and I were still so hungover so we decided the best idea would be too actually eat out, so we wandered down the road to ...
... placed behind the ear, just in case. In fact, the platform is pretty much empty, but downstairs you can't move for drunken Germans paying €1.10 for the privilege of using the toilet. Yesterday was, in general, a disaster. Having been failed by the German booking system, we couldn't get Thursday's night train, and so started travelling at 7.40 in the morning, finally arriving in Bruges ...