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... centre is white small, over several blocks the town has the benefit of magnificent 12th century buildings and canals. After a couple of hours we moved on to Brugge about another 80 kms and after some difficulty as new roads had been built near the station, we found our hotel and booked in. Our car is parked in. Public parking station, however on presentation ...
... Flemish and French cloth fairs at the beginning of the
13th century, but when the old system of fairs broke down the
entrepreneurs of Bruges innovated. They developed, or borrowed from
Italy, new forms of ...
... 8211; not too hot or too cold, the sun isn’t beating down but neither is it raining.
Bruges is just 12km from the border with Netherlands. First hint: breakfast. As in the Netherlands, breakfast is a basket of bread (French bread, hovis, a sort of carrot-cake like loaf, crusty rolls), with
jam and cream cheese. Oh, and Nutella. They were kind enough to make toast for the
Anglaise this morning. Not sure ...
... of Christ.
The cylinder itself had arrived from a crusade to Jerusalem way back in the 12th century. Along the way, it was stuffed with a bloody cloth used to wash the dead body of the Saviour, bound and sealed, and delivered to Bruges. Simple. We were invited forward in procession, one by one, to marvel, pray, touch, or simply witness quite possibly one of the most remarkable holy relics in existence. This is because, if all is as they say, ...
... boiled potatoes and applesauce, and another beer. It cost €25 but since I hadn't had to spend any other money today, it was worth it.
Oh, and we found out that the tour member I mentioned yesterday has, indeed, left the tour. Apparently, she checked out of the hotel this morning and never did talk to Rolinka or Heidi.
I leave you with John McRae's poem, "In Flanders Fields":
In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row ...