Although I’m not a blonde, I felt every bit like Goldilocks sampling Belgian cities like the porridge of the three bears. Brugge was too hot. Too much activity and too many people in the city center. I enjoyed my trip off the beaten path but I’m not sure I’d go back again. Brussels was too cold. As the capital of… [Keep reading...]
I suck at flirting. Seriously. I put the “single” in single occupancy. On the day I returned to Brussels from a few days in Antwerp and Brugge, the day was gray and cold and I’d grown weary of lugging my behemoth backpack around the country. Cranky and chilled to the bone, with feet aching from the walk from the Metro,… [Keep reading...]
If you’re into seafood, the one place you have to visit while you’re in Brussels is the famous Rue des Bouchers. Located off the Galeries Royales St. Hubert, Rue des Bouchers is home to one of the highest concentrations of restaurants in the city.
Let’s hear it for the humble waffle. The delicacy, found on pretty much any street corner in the main tourist areas of Brussels, Antwerp, and Brugge, became a staple of my daily diet during the ten days I spent in Belgium.
Quite a few people would be thrilled to find themselves at the Galeries Royales Saint- Hubert. For history buffs, architecture aficionados, and chocolate lovers alike , the Galeries are a bit of paradise right in the center of Brussels. Me? I was just trying to get warm. I was in Brussels in early March, after all, and they provided a bit… [Keep reading...]
Sure you can stay in the city center in and around the Grote Markt area, eat overpriced food, buy cheap trinkets from souvenir shops, and window shop for genitalia-shaped chocolates (yes, you can do that), but there’s so much more to Brugge. My first impressions of Brugge were less than stellar, and I almost ended up leaving the following morning,… [Keep reading...]
Assuming I learned how to walk when all good babies do, I’ve been teetering around on two feet for quite some time now. However, it was only after arriving to Belgium that I learned walking could be a contact sport. You see, I didn’t realize it when I first got to Belgium, but bicycles are big there. Really big. Not… [Keep reading...]