This weekend, a group of us decided to take a three hour bus ride to the city of Brussels, Belgium. The bus driver was rude, the seats were tiny, and the reward of Belgian waffles at the end was the only thing keeping me going. The city is gorgeous, something akin to Washington D.C. with a little less history due to bombings in WWII. There were buskers, weddings, and delicious street food that greeted us as we made our way to Grand Place.
We visited the Smurf store, Manneken Pis, a chocolate museum, beautiful street art based off of the many different comics that began in Belgium, a drag show, and several waffle stands. All in all, the architecture and the weather were both beautiful though visiting made me so grateful that I chose to live in Amsterdam. Brussels is a wonderful city to visit, but I don’t think I could ever live there for an extended period of time.