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Published: February 17th 2010
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Charlie Rockets
The bar with big-ass pool tables A short(ish) drive through France brings us to the northwest of Belgium and to the city of Brugge. Brugge is the capital and largest city of the prvince of West Flanders in the flemish region of Belgium. But, if you think you're about to get a history lesson then think again........(and Wikipedia doesn't seem to be working!!) And, this place is gorgeous......particularly as its snowing and very very white! We head straight to a local hostel, Charlie Rockets (great place, check it out!), de-camped then did what all the great travellers of the past and present and head straight for teh bar! Yep, it's beer-o'clock!
Note to self.....Look at their faces when talking to the barmaids! Now, what colour was her hair again........???
A chat at the bar, a game of pool or 2 and a lustful stare at the rather delectable barmaid helped me get over the early morning starts and the bus journey across France. Oh, I should also mention, this is no luxurious bus but a bloody mini-bus!!!! I know I'm a shortarse but come on.....its bum-numbing to say the least! Anyway, warmed by the beer I head into the streets of Brugge to immerse myself in
Me in 3D
Me in 3D....nearly the local culture. And boy, there some culture here......blonde, brunette........oops! Lost myself for a minute there! Anyways, a tour is required and so we decided to sign up for a tour of the city.
Jos, the tour guide, was a funny fella, TV documentary maker and an all round nice guy. Bouyed by the birth of his daughter the guy was on form as he guided us around the streets of Brugge and commented on it's history. It was snowing. Bear in mind that I had very little in warm clothes, no gloves, no hat, I was bloody freezing!!! Quick factoid: For men, coldness is measured in inches. It was 2 inches cold!
I learned nothing on that trip except, take warmer clothes in Europe in February!! Yeh, I know and I thought I had enough.....
Note to self......Go back in summertime!!
My fingers numb and my bollocks beating a hasty retreat after suffering the cobbled streets of Brugge sat astride a saddle, the guide took us to a local bar where is was warm and cosy. After thawing out near the fire I had a nice warm coffee......laced with whiskey! After the whiskey it was back
Frozen Lake
Frozen lake out into the streets, say our goodbyes to Jos and head for a local restaurant for dinner. Germany tomorrow....
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Bee
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Oooooo - I do worry!
Now then young man! Sounds like you're having fun but I'm surprised at you for not taking those lovely long johns and thermal vests... the ladies still love a guy when he looks like the Michelin Man you know?! Seriously though, it looks like your trip has got off to a fantastic start - hungover, fighting with taxi drivers, cramped travelling conditions and discomfort in Brugge - you couldn't ask for a more perfect beginning! Am loving the pictures too - keep the blogs coming!! Looking forward to hearing more about your travelling companions too! Take care bruv! Bee xxx