Thon Hotel EU
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- Meeting rooms/conference facilities
- Non-smoking hotel
- Room service
- Multilingual staff
- High-speed internet in room
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We Found the Other Americans
We finally got to the Thon Hotel in downtown Brussels...on a Friday afternoon...after going down I-don't-know-how-many-tunnels, pulling over to look at a map that tells us nothing about what we are looking at....seeing where we needed to go but not being able to get over there....soooo many cars....sooo many …
... RyanAir's next flight to Stockholm...two days later.
We had nowhere to stay and our vacation budget was already gone. We were screwed. Or we would've been, if not for the folks we were stranded with. One of them, Jeremy, who had driven to the airport himself and gotten tied up in the same traffic, offered to give all of us a ride back into Brussels. And Josephine (who was going to miss her sister's 30th birthday now) offered the spare ...
... so we rested in the room before supper.We located a not too touristy restaurant called the Poules Moules. I had the mussels in wine sauce (a Belgian regular dish) and Joanne had Flemish beef stew. Both of us had Belgian frites. Both were quite excellent. The mussels came in a Large pot cooked with wine, celery, onions and I had a bucket for the shells (can anyone say Mr. Creosote, for Monty Python fans). I asked the waitress how many mussels there were and ...
... of the afternoon, making guest appearances at a Smurf store, a flea market, and the main touristy shopping street in Brussels. The zipper on my pants broke on Friday, so I bought a dress to have something to wear Sunday. Classic Brussels. Something that Jessie pointed out: every major city in Europe has a shopping street like the one we went to in Brussels, and I can’t decide whether or not I like them. If you are in the mood for big-brand shopping with ...
... no phone!
Deciding to wait for updated information (I still had awhile) I brought
a wrap and a chocolate croissant and just chilled out for the next hour. By
that time when I headed back to my gate there was a flashing sign to say that
the gate for Casablanca had moved from B1 to B17. Okay great, so I knew where I
was now. Slouching into a chair across from my gate I watched a young Arab
family with two very cute daughters. The father was ...