Art Nouveau??
Well..
I managed to not get on a bus for Transylvania and have safely arrived in Brussels. I have to be honest and admit that I don't like it so far. It is drab and dirty. The metro stops are devoid of design or color. There are also packs of North African men pooling around the corners of streets and metro stops. In fact, there are parts that remind me of Morocco. Gaggles of women with their hair and bodies covered up in unattractive and bland garb, never travelling alone. Tea cafes with no women inside etc... And unlike Paris, very few people speak English.
My hostel is not far from the city centre. Hostel Generation Europe. I'm not sure but I think this was either a hospital or a school at one time. Most likely a hospital. Lino everywhere and long dark corridors. Very sterile but secure and clean. The Internet is cheaper than it was in Paris and readily available. No USB port connection that I can see, so pictures may have to wait.
I am also feeling a bit sick. I have a sore throat and sneezy. Eating lots of apples and oranges and drinking lots of water and juice when I can. Early to bed tonight for another fun filled day of walking. I think this is the only day so far where I have not clocked over 10000 steps. My feet could use the rest.
Last night I went out with my 2 roommates from my lovely Parisian hostel; Stephanie & Stephanie-both from Melbourne. They were really lovely girls and very funny too. They'd come to Paris to stay and work and were on a quest for an apartment. We went out and had a true Parisian hot chocolate (which cost 4 Euro each, but SOOOO good).
Hopefully, Brussels will step up and enchant me with its Art Nouveau.
xoxo
Jill
I managed to not get on a bus for Transylvania and have safely arrived in Brussels. I have to be honest and admit that I don't like it so far. It is drab and dirty. The metro stops are devoid of design or color. There are also packs of North African men pooling around the corners of streets and metro stops. In fact, there are parts that remind me of Morocco. Gaggles of women with their hair and bodies covered up in unattractive and bland garb, never travelling alone. Tea cafes with no women inside etc... And unlike Paris, very few people speak English.
My hostel is not far from the city centre. Hostel Generation Europe. I'm not sure but I think this was either a hospital or a school at one time. Most likely a hospital. Lino everywhere and long dark corridors. Very sterile but secure and clean. The Internet is cheaper than it was in Paris and readily available. No USB port connection that I can see, so pictures may have to wait.
I am also feeling a bit sick. I have a sore throat and sneezy. Eating lots of apples and oranges and drinking lots of water and juice when I can. Early to bed tonight for another fun filled day of walking. I think this is the only day so far where I have not clocked over 10000 steps. My feet could use the rest.
Last night I went out with my 2 roommates from my lovely Parisian hostel; Stephanie & Stephanie-both from Melbourne. They were really lovely girls and very funny too. They'd come to Paris to stay and work and were on a quest for an apartment. We went out and had a true Parisian hot chocolate (which cost 4 Euro each, but SOOOO good).
Hopefully, Brussels will step up and enchant me with its Art Nouveau.
xoxo
Jill



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If Brussles is a bust, my friend, Sharon, has been to Bruge and says it is wonderful - or go to Vimy the day after. M.
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