Charleroi Airport Hotel
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... mostly tiny) including caviar with potato, scallop, mushroom soup, beef salad, a choice of veal or fish main and a three desert finale. The veal would be the best meal I have had on the whole trip. The captain had an interesting background. Having qualified and worked as a captain he had left and gone dive instructing for five years, then returned. He speaks five languages, lives in Indonesia and returns there on his weeks off - four weeks on, four off. ...
First Weekend Trip!
Friday We went on a Discovery Tour which is set up by the school so we didnt have to pay for transportation or lunch! We went to the Orval Abbey and got a tour of the old ruins. It was pretty cool. Then we got to taste the beer they brew there which I was not a big fan of. After that we got on a train to go to Brussles and spent the rest of the weekend ...
... some classrooms. Gives students a real purpose for writing and creating podcasts.
The next day we were off to Xanten, Germany about an hour north of the base here. This has a great museum on Roman times and there is actually a archeological dig taking place. Did not spent a lot of time there as this would be a good future Saturday tour for Marylee and myself.
... not far behind it, so we were quick to find our hostel (we also learned that brussles was not as big as it may seem). We dropped our packs in our new home and began our search for warm food.
We quickly found out that everything is closed on Sundays in Brussels. So after quite a long search we found an Italian style restaraunt, managed to order some food in broken French and dug in. We thought it was delicious until we ...
... the airport. We were gutted. Some of the gitls even made it as far as the airport, just to say they had gone all the way.
Determined not to be completely defeated, we had a lovely lunch in the south western German countryside, had a little drive, dropped Caoimhe off in teh middle of nowhere to fend for herself and headed back to the safety of Brussels. Via Primark of course!