Travel Blogs from Brussels
... why you shouldn't leave home without it (it being a stretchy clothes line).
- prêt à manger soupe (I had to ask where in the supermarket to find it) and lemon flavoured boiled lollies
fed the machine and left a plea, in french - Le conducteur est malad(e)! etc The real test will be if we receive a parking ticket.
... young woman sitting next to Bob who told him about the big flower show being staged at a castle just outside of Brussels.
Getting to the Chateau de Grande-Bigard (Kastel van Groot-Bijaarden in Flemish) was neither easy nor inexpensive. The taxi ride took one-half hour and cost 27 Euros. But the show '(o)ver one milllion bulbs of tulips, hyacinths, daffodils and others (...creating) a 14 hectares tapestry ...
... go. Matt made the decision to go left and just keep walking that way, assuming we'd find Emma over yonder. Well, we didn't find Emma, but what we did find was a whole lot of graffiti, abandoned buildings, torn up fences, and trash everywhere. We had stumbled into the not-so-nice side of town, and nobody wanted to help us. Matt and I wandered a bit more trying to find our way out of this portion of Brussels, and an hour later, ...
... family photos from "Holland - 1927"and the fur coats, the silver and glass ware. There's haggling too, sometimes over expensive art, but also over a ceramic peacock that could have sold for €7, but went for €5 instead. The vendors yell in Flemish, French, Turkish, and the buyers are old men, poor immigrants and the bohemian set, clothed in whatever they could find at Melting Pot, a vintage clothing store that sells all the ...
- Arrive in Brussels at 7:45am.