Brussels, Mussels, Waffles & Biere: Photos 21 to 42

Another weekend, another excuse to bugger off to the continent and play in another little corner of the world. So Friday right after work it was back to Stanstead, but no train hitches for a change. Check in, laze around and then before you know it a mere 45m after you leave ... Belgium. I flew to Brussels Chareloi Airport, which is about 45 mins from the City, so it was onto the bus then a rather circuitous taxi ride to my hostel near the centre of the city. It's the first time I've had a taxi driver ask me if I wanted to go for a drink, but luckily it was upon arrival at the hostel so I was able to graciously refuse and seek sanctuary within it's walls. I was arriving after checkin closed so in a very technical manner my keycard was in a piece of paper under the mat ... if you're ever needing a room, just check there and find a free bed for the night.

Day 1 was Brussels and what better way to enjoy it than to head off in the search for my favourite Brussels man (or boy!), Tintin and his trusty

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