Au Repos des Chasseurs
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... the evening for dinner, starting with a champagne for aperatif drinks, then a lovely wine to accompany the roast chicken with carrot and noodles, followed by homemade apple pie. Thursday we went to do some shopping, including at a shopping complex where we were introduced to the ex-mayor who happened to be walking by. We chose a delicious looking chocolate gateaux for dessert as Andre was coming for dinner again, for his 70th birthday. ...
... when we roll in, Vaughn gets off the train from his carraige, proceeds to ask us how we liked our free breakfast and wifi? Uhm ... we didn't get any, a fact made worse when he informs us his train ticket cost five fewer euros! We're all starving, except for Vaughn who has a grin so dirty it'd take a whole bottle of Mr. sheen to wipe it off of his face.
The train system is slightly retarded, not fully, you never go full retard as the Belgium transport industry seems ...
... tape, security guards, anti riot fences. Maybe I'll see Obama having a chow down on some French fries post-Putin problem solving :P
Last random side note, for anyone planning on visiting Brussels, it is not a very bike friendly city lol, I would suggest a walking tour unless you are a confident bike rider.
Laurence and Nicolas will be home soon, so I will wrap this post up.
Hope the weather is better wherever you are!
... day of navigation, we conked out at the apartment and got up the next morning with plans to explore the city and find some waffles.
We found waffles that morning, again that afternoon, and again around dinner time. They were so good and they were prepared so many different ways, so an individual could never eat the same waffle twice.
That day we walked everywhere, taking pictures of the huge, extravagant buildings. I ...
... things happen when you are there. Neither my Belgian card nor my two Canadian ones worked in the ticket machine, although I finally got them to work in a second one. I grabbed my ticket, raced down the stairs and….saw no train. I figured I’d missed it, then turned around just to see that it had stopped further up the platform and was pulling out of the station. Balls.
Twenty minutes later, I made the next train, which was essentially ...