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In Bruges

Klaus Jones
September 29th, 2009 at 1:49 am
In Bruges
Man, I’m so original. We went to Bruges, so I called the post In Bruges. After the film. Hah, the wit!
On a less toolish note, the only reason we chose to go to Bruges was because we saw the film In Bruges. Random plug, but a seriously good watch.
Bruges is a picturesque town, amazingly beautiful. Cobblestone streets, canals and parks cutting through the town, the scent of chocolate, waffles and fries (Hot Tip: Belgium is the home of Fries, not France, and they are gooood) wafting out from the countless shops offering these delectables. Living, while not cheap, was by no means expensive, and finding the small places which had quality goods became a real pleasure.
Really, I can’t write too much about Bruges because it is something you just have to see for yourself. I can’t describe the enjoyment you get from wandering the streets, pictures can’t capture the sounds and smells, so I won’t waste my time trying.
I can however recommend renting a bike and riding the 20k or so to the coast, or even up north and ducking into the Netherlands for an afternoon before cycling home. We went to the coast, and it was a great ride. Till Steve’s tire went flat, 6km from home. That wasn’t too great, but the rest was!
After a less than peaceful 2 days in Bruges (1 euro beers from 9pm-1am makes any night big), we headed to Amsterdam, and our final stint in mainland Europe.

Man, I’m so original. We went to Bruges, so I called the post In Bruges. After the film. Hah, the wit!

On a less toolish note, the only reason we chose to go to Bruges was because we saw the film In Bruges. Random plug, but a seriously good watch.

Bruges is a picturesque town, amazingly beautiful. Cobblestone streets, canals and parks cutting through the town, the scent of chocolate, waffles and fries (Hot Tip: Belgium is the home of Fries, not France, and they are gooood) wafting out from the countless shops offering these delectables. Living, while not cheap, was by no means expensive, and finding the small places which had quality goods became a real pleasure.

Really, I can’t write too much about Bruges because it is something you just have to see for yourself. I can’t describe the enjoyment you get from wandering the streets, pictures can’t capture the sounds and smells, so I won’t waste my time trying.

I can however recommend renting a bike and riding the 20km or so to the coast, or even up north and ducking into the Netherlands for an afternoon before cycling home. We went to the coast, and it was a great ride. Till Steve’s tire went flat, 6km from home. That wasn’t too great, but the rest was!

After a less than peaceful 2 days in Bruges (1 euro beers from 9pm-1am makes any night big), we headed to Amsterdam, and our final stint in mainland Europe.

Oh, and I recommend not walking down the street, singing Bobby McFerrin’s Don’t Worry Be Happy at the top of 4 peoples voices at 1am. The locals don’t really appreciate it hahaha

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