Arrived at Brussels airport after a restless night compounded by a large video screen two rows in front of us that played movies all night long, punctuated by someone hitting the call button every few minutes. Getting thru passport control required working our way thru a confusing queue that seemed to stretch the whole length of the concourse. The line moved fairly fast, and eventually they let us in the country. Brussels is a huge airport with few directories to find things like ATMs and restrooms, and no Wi-Fi. We were able to relax a little while before our flight to Toulouse.