Brussels, Belgium

Trip Start Mar 15, 2009
Trip End Apr 15, 2009

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Monday, March 30, 2009

Every time I get a quiet moment, I ask John what city he'd return to.  We both agreed that we'd go back to Brussels.  It wouldn't have happened had I not made it happen.  We were driving along on our way to The Netherlands, and I promised John and Drew that Brussels was actually the capital of the world.  Just a note though... when you're traveling (which I highly recommend, by the way), please don't let the traffic mess up your mood.   Let me just tell ya... driving at these speeds is like being re-born.  You feel like your life is hanging from a string.  And it pretty much is.  Anyway, back to Brussels and the traffic.  We arrived in town at about noon-ish, and proceeded into the center after much stress and several near-death experiences.  It was worth it.  What a beautiful city.  So full of modernity and life, but it retains much of it's pre-WW2 exterior and nineteenth centuty atmosphere. 

Like we do, we stopped into a pub for lunch and a few high-alcohol Belgian beers.  When I say "high-alcohol," I definitely mean it.  I had two Nostradamus's, and John and Drew had something called a "Guillotine."  Can you say, "12%" easily?  Delicious.  The ladies sitting next to us who were staring at the American urchin children the whole time certainly agreed.  Latriece... you would've had a heart attack and died on the spot.  True to Belgium's history, there were marionettes everywhere.  Creepy ones, sweet ones, happy ones... more creepy ones.  I felt like I was in a Victorian play.  And most of those marionettes probably had been.  I wandered downstairs into the library (a library in a bar!!! a drunken nerd's dream come true!) and browsed through the dusty old tomes.  They were all about beer. 

We didn't get to spend a lot of time in the city.  However, I will definitely be back, and Brussels is a place that I could live. 

Oh!  I forgot to mention.  Speaking of places that I love... we swung by Geneva, Switzerland on our way up north.  John and Drew indulged me and I got to see the UN, the UN High Commissioner for Refugees, the UN High Commissioner for Human Rights, and several others that will take too long to mention.  It was... it was like seeing my breath expand through frozen air.  Like Disney World to a 7-year-old.  I can't wait to make it there.  I will include some pictures from the visit, although they probably won't be as exciting to you as they were to me.  And I'm alright with that.

Loved this part of the continent.  I would write more, but my brother and I are supposed to party in our hotel on the Meditteranean, so I'll save it.
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