Part one here, in which I discuss Brussels’ excellent shopping options.
But it’s not just shops that make Brussels a fantastic place to visit. It’s… well, everything.
I hate shopping.
I have to drag myself kicking and screaming whenever I need to buy new clothes. The crowds, the lights, the queues, the humans, the prices, the stress… did I mention the humans?
I was in South Carolina. It was 34 degrees outside, which is the hottest I’ve ever been (I’m from Scotland, I’m not used to heat). The sun was shining and there was a glittering pool outside my window, and a giant golden sandy beach stretching for miles just across the road.
I was in Brussels. It was 20 degrees outside and on the way to the hotel I’d walked past several cafes that I wanted to try out. I was there for under 48 hours and I wanted to explore. I’d heard good things about the chocolate shops and the architecture.
I was in Dublin. It was neither 34 nor 20 degrees outside, but it was sunny and I knew there was a good whiskey place up the road. I also knew from prior experience that the Old Library at Trinity College is one of the most beautiful sights I’d ever seen, and I wanted to go back.
But I had to work. So I did. How?
Today I am in Belgium. I arrived about an hour ago to 20-degree heat, brilliant sunshine and a nice breeze.