The Muscles from Brussels
Trip Start
May 08, 2006
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Trip End
Mar 07, 2007
Brussels,
Belgium
Friday, November 24, 2006
Jean claude van-damme is the muscels from brussels. Little did i know i would see him in holland... To be continued...
So im looking up places to stay in Brussels. Absolutley nothing on the net. I get numbers of places and call expensively on my mobile. The only place with accomodation was a hostel that was 23 euros. I went there dropped off my gear and got maccas.
Went back watched the champions league. A drunk american was giving away bottle of beer. Normally i would find the situation worrying. But not anymore. The stupid hanging out area closed at 11pm. So everyone had to go to bed
a. Me with no place to stay
. There was only one shower in the whole building because they were doing renovations. I went into the shower in the dorm i was in. Stripped my gear off and turned the knobs for the water. I realised something was wrong when i noticed there was no where for the water to come out.The next day they had no free beds. There were heaps of rooms, so it was wierd they had no beds when there was nearly no one there and it was a normal weekday. I called a couple of other hostels and went to another. All had no room. I posted a package back to oz. Cost me a fortune. The silly lady was nice but annoying to deal with too. I had no return address. Usually i just put someone else back home as a backup. She said no you have to have a belgium address here. I said i didnt have one. She said i had to have one. I said i have no where to stay so it doesnt matter, and even if i did it still wouldnt matter, if it comes back i will never see it again anway. She had to go and speak to her manager and it was alright in the end. Im worried the cufuffle confused her and my package will disapear.I was told to go and see what the information centre could do for me. I went there and they said one of the good hostels had a room. I called and reserved the cancelled space. After all the cuffufle and a bit of rain to make the looking around fun i had a bed for the night. It was late arvo by then. I found a tv and chilled out watching cops mainly
b. Town square 2
. They were doing drug arrests for people trying to buy marijuana. They were taking peoples cars away because they bought one little bag. Its funny to think about that now because im currently in amsterdam. The hostel which had hundreds of beds had the tv in the kitchen. Naturally i camped myself in there. I decided to sew up the holes in my day pacl. You would think with hundreds of people in the hostel there would be a busy kitchen. There wasnt. Only a couple of spanish girls who made me free spaghetti and then as i watched cops. 15 polish girls came in from an all girls university excursion to brussels. They wanted to talk about Australia. Ok then i thought... They eventually disapeared. They were studying economics so they were beautiful eastern european egg heads who go to sleep early. In the end it was just me sewing.The next day it was raining a lot. I found an internet cafe. Waited out the rain and then got the train to Rotterdam in Holland. I was going to go to Eindhoven in Holland. But there was no accomodation. After the cuffufle i just had i just wanted to find a good hostel, with people to hang out with and where i could chill out for a bit.
I didnt see anything in Brussels. Not that there is that much to see. I spent the whole time looking for a place to stay. Apparently the original statue of the kid who widdles out of his willy into a fountain is here. I regret not going to see that.
