Belgium

I absolutely love Belgium. For starters, the Belgians I encountered were as friendly as the Irish. The landscape is brilliant with impressive architecture to see. They are known for their French Fries and waffles as well as their chocolate. Being a coastie, I love being on and/or near the water. That said, I love all the canal tours available for a fair price. The country has a very interesting history and vibrant culture. Speaking of culture, if you enjoy great beer, Belgium is the place for you. The country has been brewing beer since the 800's! That said, there are countless bars and breweries and microbreweries open for tours that often come with a free or cheap sample of their product(s). Despite being small, Belgium has a ton to offer - though seemingly at a little slower, more casual pace.

Belgian Waffle.AVI

Restaurant, Brussels

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Not long after I put in the order, my waffle came out. It was not at all what I had been expecting! The “small” waffle I ordered was still quite large - in thickness anyway. The thick, fluffy treat was also covered in powdered sugar. On the side was an upside down, chocolate-drizzled cone filled with whipped cream instead of ice cream. A small cup of chocolate syrup was provided on the side.

I poured the thick, chocolate syrup all over my waffle and mixed it around the whipped cream with my fork before taking a bite.

It would be impossible to describe how delicious it was,, but it was indeed delicious, not to mention very rich. I couldn’t imagine this being a typical breakfast item as opposed to a desert. Further, this “small” waffle “breakfast” only cost €5. The more expensive version came with actual ice cream and other toppings. However, I was quite satisfied with my choice. No regrets.

Brussels Square.AVI

The Grand Palace, Brussels

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A little ways beyond the church, I found a narrow passage (only a few people wide) and followed it. Through a narrow ally with 5-story buildings towering on either side, I made my way curiously. When I emerged, I found myself in an enormous square. The ground was a sea of gray stone that broke before a raised pathway on which stood impressively massive buildings. It’s name was The Royal Grand Palace of Brussels. At every turn I was surrounded by Victorian architecture. Spires, wall-carvings, balconies, and windows continuously drew my eyes. It reminded me of the courtyard of The Louvre Museum, but on a much smaller scale. The Royal Palace of Brussels was surely smaller in comparison to that of the Louvre, yet I felt no less insignificant to the towering buildings around me.

On the bottom levels were restaurants, small museums, and occasional street musicians. The area was bustling with life and energy. My only disappointment came with that of the palace itself. My heart was broken when I learned that the palace would be closed for the foreseeable future for reasons unclear to me. Still, I stood in admiration of the area wondering if there might be a next time where I might have the chance to visit the palace.