Right, I’ve found five minutes to update this thing, at last.
Last week Ali and I finally managed to have a holiday together that didn’t involve any sort of board or extreme sport; we packed our bags and headed off to Belgium, Brugge to be more exact.
I can’t say it started off too well as our alarm failed to go off and the wheel almost fell off the car. Luckily Baldrick managed to make enough noise to wake us up with enough time to get down to Dover and, for the latter, our hubcap quite literally exploded off to give us a clue something was wrong and that some nuts needed tightening.
Traumas of the trip there out of the way, Brugge turned out to be a very nice city. The architecture was amazing and considering it was the most tourist-friendly of all Belgium’s cities it managed it without affecting the history. Not once did I see even a small placard or “X 100 yards on the left” sign to draw your attention, meaning it was all very subtle and lovely to walk around and just happen upon places that you didn’t know were there.
One place we did stumble across was the chocolate museum, and I don’t think Ali would have let us go, or indeed leave, if we hadn’t. This knocked Cadbury’s World into a cocked-hat as it took you through the discovery of chocolate, the way it is made today and what the Belgians do different in their chocolate making to create, duh, Belgian Chocolate. We also got a practical demonstration of praline making and, of course, free samples, which always go down well.
Not happy with just chocolate, a boat ride later and we were at a beer museum right in the heart of the city. A tour of their brewery ensued and again free samples were offered when we were done.
The one thing that did surprise me was how kind the weather was to us. Pretty much the only time it did rain was on our river tour of the town and even then we managed to hide under a bridge until it had almost stopped. The downside to this was the sheer heat and as we left our souvenirs in the car as we wandered round for the last time it took its toll on the chocolates. Jodi, I have to apologise: your ornately hand-crafted present is now a large lump of marbled chocolate stuck to tissue paper. Hopefully you’ll have fun excavating what you can.