The Phileas Fogg
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... in search of Erin buying a pair of gloves as she was currently wearing mine. From the shopping center we headed for the Christmas markets. These were pretty good, a little different to the ones I had already seen. With a ice-skating rink and plenty of different stalls. There was an elderly man on the ice putting on an impressive show of his skills, dancing with a handkerchief. See attached video
Here we said goodbye to our new Aussie friends ...
... decided to go down to the hotel bar and have a couple of drinks. After a few in there, we headed out into the lovely city where we found the Manekin Pis and another little bar - where we had a few more.
We picked up a little snack on the way back to the hotel and turned in for the night as we had to be up for the ferry in the morning
Nice hotel, nice Hairdryer?
Hairdryer score - 9/10 another good one leaving my hair dry in ...
On Friday, we are fortunate enough to leave work at 4 pm instead of the regular 6 pm. I'm fairly sure the organization does this because they know that it is physically impossible to wring any more work out of us by Friday afternoon, and as such, there’s just no point in paying for us to sit around for 2 hours doing nothing. Of course, the day goes by quickly, but by the time you get home, the worries of the entire week have caught up with you, and the last ...
Had a bit of sightseeing yesterday went on bus trip but it was stilted and dull. Spent ages sitting in traffic as no bus lanes like other city's. Didnt get out as buses were infrequent and were afraid of being left behind.We did see some nice sites and not all the city is as grubby as where we are. If we walk to Grand Plac about 20 minutes away heaps of ...
... wait, no I’m not because the jacket is IN MY BAG which is at the
airport somewhere currently in transit waiting to fly to Morocco with me. Damn.
I should’ve thought to bring it but after a month in desert countries and not
needing it even once it hadn’t occurred to me that Belgium would be cold. Looks
like I’m going to have to suck it up.
Stopping at a small store I ask for a pizza bruschetta roll and proudly
count out ...