Poor ol’ Sebastian. Yesterday he was begging and pleading to write a blog post. Now he says it is quite alright if I do one or two, respectfully submitting that it is my blog after all. I looked over at him and now I know why he was so generous about handing over the reins.
He is snuggled up safe and warm under the duvet and I doubt I will hear much more from him tonight. He has truly become a tired but international bear.
Today he got up really, really early and boarded the Eurostar train and travelled to Brussels, Belgium. We went with him because I wasn’t quite sure if he went alone he would come back!
We only had the one day there and mostly walked wherever our whims took us. The main site to see was the Grand’ Place and it was as amazing as the photos I have seen. Here are a few snapshots.
Hurry up and take the photo. It’s cold!
Belgium is known for its chocolate . . .
and its handmade lace. This shopkeeper was very sweet!
It is also the home of Belgium waffles. Imagine that!
Lots of little alleyways and cobblestoned streets.