The wee pissing boyWe weren't in Brussels very long before we went in search of the Maneken Pis.
After being inspire by various brilliant travel blogs, and being driven by the mundanity of dermatology revision, I'm going to start recounting my travels. And possibily adding new things, as times passes on This is a quickie, that'll probably be edited greatly. Belgium was the first stop in continental Europe. With my buddy Yen Nian. As yes, it did rain...a lot! Was also my first flight with Ryanair, the start of a long and fulfilling relationship with budget air travel. We arrived at some godawful airport in the middle of Belgium, not speaking a word of French or Flemish, but miracu
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