Thon Hotel EU
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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 …
On our second day, our first stop was to be the Musical Instruments Museum (MIM). We wanted to get breakfast on the way, so we took the metro from our hotel to the MIM and searched out a breakfast spot nearby. The area was not crowded at all so we were the only customers in the cafe we found, Natural Caffe. David and I were determined on this trip …
We landed in Brussels at 9:05 a.m. We had chosen to leave at night in the U.S. and arrive early in the morning in Europe so we could hit the ground running. The flight wasn't bad; it was about 8.5 hours and the food was actually good (I chose the meatless lasagna), plus David and I were both able to get about 4 hours of sleep.
... 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 ...