
And here we are in Brussels. Our hostel was kind of in like a business/financial district. Which of course means there should be weird silver ball fountains around. (We were only in Brussels for 24 hours, so I don't have a lot of pictures. And of those I do have, most of them pertain to food)

Moving on to the older, more cutesy part of Brussels.

Grand Place. Seriously, that's what it's called. I have no idea what it was for. But it was indeed grand.

Chocopolis! High quality pleasure for sure. The food photos begin.

Oh but brief stroll past the cathedral. It had no food in it. We did not go in.

Aha. Me with my purchases from Chocopolis.

And there are the pretties now. Looking amazing and delectable. Oh I want more.

The Brusseliers are weird in fact that their recognizable statue/fountain is a pissing boy. I present to you, Mannekan Pis.

We had lost all sense of maturity by this point.

Oh my oh my oh my. The best waffles on the face of the planet. With extremely unnecessary chocolate on them. Don't get chocolate. Just get the waffles, many many waffles.

Laura with her Kriek- cherry beer.

Framboise and Kriek. I do not really like beer. And this was amazing.
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