Here’s some things I thought were picture worthy during my trip to Brussels, Belgium.
I heard that Belgium waffles weren’t a legitimate thing. To be fair these are probably somewhere between a waffle and a piece of cake. Either way, they’re delicious.
I still have no idea what the hell these things are. Some strange Belgian sweets.
I heard the streets here invited you to just go another block to see what’s around that corner. I could’ve kept going around the corner for the whole trip.
We’re not technically in Paris yet, but crossings and coffee couldn’t wait for us to get there.
Apparently there’s a statue called Manakin Pis in Brussels. It’s a famous statue that was apparently passed to France and back. It’s normally a naked child peeing, but like this one, it’s dressed up on holidays. I guess it’s their big national joke. I don’t know, I don’t really get it.
We caved and actually bought a waffle. This one has Belgian chocolate and caramel. Mmmm
Buildings like this surround the main Square in Brussels. They’re mostly government buildings.
Today there is a beer festival that’s referred to as the Octoberfest of Belgium. They take it so seriously that each beer maker comes in, by horse and carriage, as part of a parade.
I like beer and have respect for Belian beer, but this is a bit over the top. I’m ready to start drinking already!
On our break from the beer, I trail off from my mom midsentence and end up, nose pressed to the glass of this beautiful site.
I don’t know if it was the beer or too many chocolate cherries, but that ceiling is really beautiful. After looking up for too long and losing my balance, I pull out my phone and pretend I’m just shfting to get a better shot.
I’m trying to get a shot of the enchanting alley ways here and then get frustrated when this guy comes into my shot. Then I realize he’s actually perfect in my shot because he has the same exact reaction I have to each new alley I find.
There’s a church in the late day light. I think the darkness of the church and the beauty of everything around it is quite symbolic of what I’m noticing so far in Europe. I’ll have a good rant about this later.
Dessert after dinner is homemade ice cream and creme brûlée. A wonderful start to my food journey through this part of Europe.
On the walk home from dinner we walk by a castle tower that looked like it was quite a battle to keep here. The modern hotel is built enveloping the old traditional part of town.