We’ve just returned from a couple nights in Brussels, which were nearly ruined by a stinky bogan running through our hotel reception reeking of cigarettes and alcohol screaming in her gravelly voice “Hawthorn won the Grand Final!!” JB reckons she sounded like an Aussie Gollum. There were a couple of Aussies about, and I was going to initiate conversation before dreadlocks made me feel embarrassed to be Australian. Anyway, Brussels is a lovely city, again very pretty like the rest of Belgium, that we have visited but just bigger. We did the standard touristy things – Grand Place, St Michaels Cathedral, Military Museum – and then just spent the rest of our time walking and walking and walking throughout city streets. This morning we had a moment with Brussels Grand Centraal Train Station but finally boarded the correct train to Brugge, which we discovered is overrun by tourists on weekends. Or could be just the great weather that has everyone out and about. Some pics:







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