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... directional misgivings (Liz is usually always right) we headed for the Gin Palace that is the European Parliament. This thoroughly lived down to expectations being a set of expensive marble, glass and steel buildings, full of their own importance at the cost of the whole of Europe, vaguely reminiscent of The Scottish Parliament (sorry Scots people, we still
love you all, honest!) And for our German friends, we still want our extra sausages!
... many onlookers.
With soaked jeans and socks we made our way to a Jazz and Blues bar, upstairs in a gothic looking loft. Continuing our rule of no beer twice, we sat there until the wee hours, laughing and enjoying some much needed kiwi company.
Stumbling out around 2am, I almost face plant trying to imitate a chicken run (hands behind my back) (???!!!).... Stuffing our faces with frits, we headed home and skyped our Kiwi friend, Paula, who lives in Auzzie. What a ...
... and it was her father who showed us in, all from Italy and that they were only serving fresh pasta that her mom made that day for all the dishes on the menu. We were very pleased to hear that and then just as she was finishing her quick explanation the table next to us was served and we couldn't help but sneak a peek at what they were having, and it looked amazing. Needless to say this was by far our favorite meal of the trip so far (Italian ...
... long weekend when we arrived in Brussels. I am sure this added to the holiday feel of the place, as did the beautiful sunny weather (it’s been hotter here than it was for parts of Portugal and Spain!). Once again we scored big time with Airbnb. An apartment all to ourselves right in the centre of the city – beautiful big windows looking out to the Brussels skyline. Andris, the host, was back in his home town in Latvia, so his neighbour let us in. In fact, the apartment ...
... box your neighbour’s ears as he reaches for the last Kindle. After that it’s New Year’s, and then back to work for another sorry year.
That’s it. I’m done with Christmas. I’ve almost got the point wherein I prefer to celebrate some strange Winter feast, and it’s not out of a sense of political correctness but more out of ******itiness.
But then, I came here, to Europe, home of the Christmas market. And you ...