In Bruges

Home to waffles, chocolate, pomme frites, beer. And for 5 glorious nights it was home to us too. 

What a fantastic city we discovered, we went in with no real expectation as we were just planning to visit Belgium for the history on the 100 year anniversary of Passchendaele. We picked Bruges as it was well located about an hour from most of the sights, and an hour from Brussels. 

It has quickly risen to one of the nicest places we have visited. The four elements above contributed a lot to this, but the city offers much more. Beautiful architecture, rivers winding through the city, horse and carriage rides (with Claratyne), city squares full of Belgian (beer-fuelled) cheer. 

We were either lucky or stalked, and managed to time our visit with Em and Stew and enjoyed the first day with them. This was Alison and Em’s second last farewell. Quite an emotional time. 

  
We spent the remainder of our days there both exploring the city and the gorgeous countryside, and devouring what was probably the best ever breakfast buffet known to man. 

All the usual stuff, done exceptionally well, then add wedges of dark, milk and white Belgian chocolate and a cool knife cutty thing, accompanied by endless bottles of champagne because why not. 

Thank you Bruges for surprising us.

Scott.