Guesthouse The Eden Rose
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... through even older areas, where tanners used to work; little squares, gardens, and archways, and always canals and quaint bridges. We passed a museum that is on our "return later" list, the Groening.
We emerged at the back of a large church, and made our way to the front. Horse and carts trotted by briskly. Crowds of cruise ship tours were starting to be noticeable. We got museum cards from Hans, and went into the Church of Our Lady to see a Michelangelo Madonna and ...
I smile at the irony that I originally planned this solo trip around Brugge to have a break from touring war monuments. Now, I've discovered one that I'm sure Lorne isn't even aware of.
As I walk back to the hotel, I realize that I've appreciated today's long elastic. But now, I'm looking forward to a relaxing evening, sharing our individual discoveries together over a good beer and a tasty dinner.
... with various toppings on it . There are usually any combination of chocolate, fresh fruits, whipped creak, gelato, etc.
We sat in the square and ate our dessert while enjoying our last evening in Bruges. It was very nice and I would recommend it to anyone.
Tomorrow we have a long drive to Normandy, France. We will be seeing a number of the sites related to D-Day and the Allied Invasion. It should be a very interesting day.
... landscape formations are the result of constant bombing and after the war, trees were planted resulting in a beautiful yet tragic landscape. Some of these depressions were thirty feet deep and most of the property is closed to the public because there are still explosives that have not yet been detonated. However, in order to maintain the grass they have hundreds of efficient lawn mowers; Sheep are herded into the ...
... were off. We'd seen pretty much everything already on foot, but it was very pretty on the water. There was a British couple next to us, and, according to Laura, the dude kept wiping his nose on his hand and then gently caressing her knee with it. She was too stupid to notice. Man, she sounded sooo stupid. Like, Coronation Street stupid. Anyway, at one point we passed under a window with a gorgeous old yellow retriever sitting on a pillow. His name is Fidel and ...