Le 1815 Hotel
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- Meeting rooms/conference facilities
- Continental Breakfast
- Room service
- Breakfast Available
- Multilingual staff
Travel Blogs from Waterloo
... banded together to fight Napoleon and the French Grande Armie. Napoleon did institute many of the French revolutionary ideas of justice and liberty in these countries as he won these campaigns. The monarchs were loosing their grip on power. England wasn't so threaten by these concepts as they had been moving to a parliamentary type of government but, saw a chance to end France's power in Europe, which they had been at ...
... soon it was time to board the flight to Brussels.
Miracle of miracles, my bag was on the carousel! But it was late by this time and we decided to stay in Brussels for the night, Ron made a reservation at Hotel Mozart, we picked up the rental car - a very nice, spacious Opel Mervia - and after only a few rather masculinity-draining lurches, jerks, and killing of engine (the car is a manual), we loaded the GPS and braved ...
... the famous Mannequin pis!
There was a great summer atmosphere with on curb stalls (RK indulged in snails - yum!) and many enjoying a late summer evening. Brussels was a picturesque start to our European travels with ornate buildings and Guild houses on the market square and of course, the Hotel d'Ville...... much nicer than RK's last visit in 2005 over a public holiday. ...
... we headed to Brussels for the rest of the day. Now on our own, we explored Brussels on foot. We indulged in hot chocolate, walked around the snow covered streets, taking in the scenery of beautiful buildings, and of course went in pursuit of the famous peeing statues. Peeing statues you may ask? Well in Brussels there are three peeing statues that are tourist attractions. A boy peeing is the most famous, followed by a girl peeing, and a dog peeing. We found all ...
... of Belgium. Job done...
The weakness of the latter selling point became clear, unlike the still grim day, in the retrospect of a 90 minute bus tour of Brussels, which had revealed it as a pretty unattractive place (partilulalry when we were twice driven past a huge scrap metal yard, although sadly we couldn't find any postcards of this). Shamefully, we opted to pass two and a half hours of waiting time before the night bus of dreams by watching a ...