Well, we find ourselves in beautiful Brugge.
We arrived here yesterday by bus, after an express overnight stop in Paris. We had pre-booked our accommodation to be close by our bus pick up point (we had to be there, next day, 8am Paris time) and have to say it was pretty ordinary. The area was the 18th district (arrondisement) of Paris which has quite a strong Hindi (mavri) population, as we discovered. We had caught a local bus from Charles de Gaulle airport to Gare de Nord and one of the first things we saw as we alighted was a one-legged Indian lady begging for money. Stump and all exposed. Welcome to Paris! Anyway we made our way to our hotel and after being in transit for over 25hours, literally had showers and were asleep by 6pm. Awake again early in the morning, we checked out and strolled up by the Seine to arrive at our Busabout pick up point just in time.
Driving through the outskirts of Brugge yesterday the first thing we really noticed was the steep roof pitch of all the homes. It’s pretty much farming district, and these little triangled homes are littered throughout the countryside. Pulling up in Brugge we lugged our backpacks through the Maarkt (main square) to our accommodation where we dumped our bags, grabbed our maps and started exploring. It was really our first afternoonof sightseeing. Belgium is apparently famous for inventing the french fry so we couldn’t resist indulging for a couple of euros. My mum had said that when we were broke and got hungry we should eat potatos (fae patates) so we’ve already achieved that objective! JB has already been into the chocolate:
Today we’ve been to the information bureau and bought a 5 museum pass which we’re going to test out this afternoon at the Belfry. Until next time, au revoir!



September 24, 2008 at 9:22 pm |
Jules is paying far too much attention to that window
September 24, 2008 at 9:57 pm |
Tell me about it Pear!
September 25, 2008 at 8:53 pm |
Hope you’re pacing yourselves!
Sure you heard that Malcom is calling Kev07 Kevin 747 (I liked it anyway)
September 25, 2008 at 9:35 pm |
Hey, who’s the bogan in the photo?? he looks like he’s going to knock the joint over. Haven’t I seen him on crimestoppers pinching eggs from pensioners??
Nice pear of bazookas too. what does pear think??
So glad you bought a new protractor before you left. Let us know which city has the steepest roof. I reckon it will be venavendum, no risk.
And here’s a quick bit of bush poetry
In the market-place of Bruges stands the belfry old and brown;
Thrice consumed and thrice rebuilded, still it watches o’er the town.
But it’s still not as good as the cathedral in old Bendigo town
Woof Woof