On Tuesday of this week, we took an early morning train for a 90-minute, approximately 175-MPH journey north to Brussels on the Belgian high-speed Thalys train. We originally thought it would be fun to use Europe’s highly-developed rail system and explore a bit beyond Paris, but we must admit that we weren’t exactly looking forward to getting out of town all that much when the time arrived.
In what seemed like an impossibly short time, we arrived in downtown Brussels on what turned out to be a very cold and damp morning. After getting lost a bit, we explored the main historic center of Brussels. None of us knew too much about what to expect here. We, of course, knew that Belgium is known for their chocolate … so we expected some of that. A flight attendant on our flight over reminded us that the “Pisser Boy” is a “famous” statue in Brussels. She also told us to explore the Grand Place, Brussels’ main square. We found all of those … more pisser-this-and-that than you can shake a, ummm, stick at, really.
In the afternoon, we strolled through a large, impressive gate commemorating Belgium’s independence and then through a park filled with fall foliage, making for some great photo opportunities.
After a dinner hardly worth mentioning, we returned to the station to catch our train back to Paris. We can’t say that any of us regretted going to Brussels, but it was a fantastic feeling to be heading back to Paris. The two don’t compare. If anything, it was nice to visit a new city, a new country, and also have a renewed feeling of appreciation for Paris.
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