A few years ago I met with friends and had a lovely time in Leuven. It was now time to do it again and Belgium is the epicentre of our existence. Actually, I’m not sure that’s true, I wonder if there’s a website that calculates the mean position of things [there are but I’m not sure they do what I want them to do – I might have to make it myself]. This time we met in Bruges. Much to the shame of half of us, the other half had not seen the film In Bruges so the city was a lovely surprise to us all. I had been there once before on a bike trip but didn’t really spend much time there.
Over the weekend we ate frites, waffles, chocolate and drank beer. We visited the Frites Museum, climbed the Bellfry Tower – 366 steps, took a boat tour around the canals, wondered why lots of places smelt of shit, tasted beer, ate in what was possibly a swingers restaurant/bar, bought beer and glasses from a beer shop, ate waffles, took photos, posted a picture of a door to Reddit, watched the world go by, walked a lot, talked a lot, laughed, and had a lovely relaxed time, just four old friends musing on the world.
Daryl didn’t want to climb the Belfry so if you look carefully in the picture you can see him walking across Grand-Place.