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14:50 still in Brussels I think the weather doesn't want us to leave. But no, dear bad weather, we fight back! Though a little delay caused us an amount of stress, we are still sitting in the lounge with a piece of cake, crisps, a coke and a sprite. The view is grey with a chance of the arrival of our plane (see picture). In Zurich, which ...
... Liam and Rowan were a little shocked by the streets, graffiti, and locale but we managed to find a pizza place around the corner and were back in our room before dark! The manager of the hotel was quite friendly, helpful and accommodating. Dave didn't sleep all night as he was dreaming of the underground parking lot and how we would get out of it. We finally managed to get out of Brussels but not before a few creative phrases were ...
... breweries who were on the verge of bankruptcy and closure. Despite its reputation as a beer Mecca, Alberto made it clear that most Belgians know little about beer and will only drink beer that is cheap and sweet. Therefore, 70% of Cantillon's production is exported, with much of it coming to America. However, not to Florida, unfortunately.
Our trip with Alberto ended at Moeder Lambic, a bar, where we sampled a few more Belgian beers ...
... Moroccans in Brussels (where did they all come from?!) decided to party on the steps of the big building at our stop. Traffic was a mess, there were riot police out, and the two of us stood at the bus stop with a few other innocents watching the chaos and hoping our bus would show the heck up. It never came even after waiting an extra twenty minutes, and I decided it was time to cut our losses and walk home immediately when the riot police started chasing the crowd off. I ...
... in London.
I was getting really anxious of seeing my baby, so I was blood nerveous!
At 11.45h he FINALLY came through the (almost wrong) gate. In his shorties :) with the freezing cold temperatures outside.
I ran towards him, jumped in his arms, we kissed and left for the car.
Straight to Antwerp, for a shower and some good fresh Belgian fries.