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... of Belgium but that incorrect, both French and dutch are official languages. Regardless Laurence had given me the French street names but where I was coming from they were only in dutch. I took a leap of faith and trusted the GPS on my phone and made it to their house. They had hidden a key for me and I got inside no problem but locking the door was another thing about Belgium I didn't know lol. Turns out when you close the door to lock it you have to lift ...
... 1960's. This was most definitely a different sort of experience, very interesting though and not something a local guide would tell you about. It these type of things you experience that make travelling worthwhile!
After our little adventure in his house it was time to head back to the train after a huge day exploring Brugge.
Belgium was a great place to experience especially as we hadn't experience this country on the tour. ...
Leaving London by Eurostar is clearly the best way to do it. A quick check in, gentle piano played live to calm the senses, fast trip through countryside to reach Brussels in 2 hours. Last night we stayed in Hotel Frederickbourg, just near the Basilix in Koekelburg. A quick trip by metro and along walk as we did a long unintended detour. The room, small but immaculately clean and a restaurant downstairs. Our room overlooks the park, the ...
... by the Belgian government under the patrondom of King Leopold II for the 1880 National Exhibitioncommemorating the fiftieth anniversary of Belgian independence, and successive exhibitions which place in the same area, replacing previous ...
... br> my order in English. Then before I knew it, it happened.
They toasted it.
Why. What on God’s good earth would possess you to toast a sub?
Stressed, I looked around at the other patrons who are happily chowing down on
their near crucified subs. God help me – I need to get back on that train.
Sadly taking my sub I sit outside and gingerly crunch down on it. I must have
an “I know where I’m ...