Ok, so there are fewer things in life that I love more than waffles, coffee and chocolate. So, Belgium was a no-brainer for me. I had to come. This morning, my dormmates, a couple of American's had to get up at 6 A.M. to catch a flight back home (the guy also gave me an ethernet cable, and his European cell phone, which I havent bought a SIM card for yet). Usually I would be quite upset by this notion, but today it felt like a good idea to catch a 7:30 train to Brussels. It was rainy, and beautiful.
It was pretty apparent, almost right away, when you were leaving Germany. The farmlands quickly became quaint old towns. Maybe because they weren't bombed to oblivion some 70 years ago. Belgium itself is some strange hybrid of France and Germany. They speak both French and German, and the cuisine is both French and German. So, although the aesthetic is clearly different from that of the places I visited in Germany, the cultural variation is far more clinal, and difficult to decipher at first glance.
I got in to Brussels, this afternoon, and quickly enjoyed a fantastic cup of coffee with a chocolate praline. Though I have yet to try any of these, supposedly delicious, waffles (with chocolate, and coffee of course).
But here are some brief pictures of the sights I saw:
There will probably (and inevitably) be more pictures at a later hour, but, I am quite lazy/tired.
Cheers!
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