Sydney Spy Goes To Brussels
The most exciting part of the journey there was the fat controller who probably didn't speak in a Ringo Starr voice.
TRIVIA: Tintin's dog Snowy, is called Milou in french.
This piece of gold below is une frite, [translation Belgian French Fries] and it's the third most orgasmic feeling in the world. Belgium was the birth place of french fries ever since the first McDonalds was installed in 1400. 
It's common to eat them with mayonnaise and these days you can buy them everywhere in Brussels from a friterie. It's crisp without being like those gross over-fried fries at the bottom... and it's soft without being one of those super-greasy fries that could make a bank vault transparent. It's simply perfect and I think it should be on the cover of Lonely Planet: Belgium.
In case you didn't know, in Belgium they speak French and Dutch so everything is written in the two languages. Fortunately, Dutch is just English with bad spelling.
Ok... that's not Belgian beer.. it's Coke but I 'forgot' to take a picture of the beer. In Belgium you can buy beer in any cafe and it's served all day long. Something special is une rafale which is when they give you four glasses of four different types of beer served in a wooden frame. It's precious and necessary since there are so many different Belgian beers.There's more to Belgium than food and liquids though. Brussels has a really cool atmosphere - it's relaxed and friendly but still vomiting culture on you from all directions. If you go there, La Grande Place will be your home since you pass it several times when ambulating around the city.
We don't really have city squares in Australia. It's a place for pedestrians where the only danger of being run over comes from all the tourists and even they can't douse the smell of history seeping out of every paved corner. The city overall is full of this smell, come whiff:
It's an enchanting ambiance that cannot be fully consumed no matter how wide your gaping mouth of amazement hangs. The foundations of culture and Europe were here on these very roads you find yourself walking on. Each building suffered the tourment of war and a stiffled sigh releases itself from latticed lungs for the bittersweetness that such beauty came from such tragedy.Lolz, Wiener!!
And strangely, here's something you could buy in Belgium. A badge of Sandra Bullock?
I instead bought a badge of the Belgian king, as a constant reminder of Brussels... and because it's a badge of some old man. Then I walked back to Paris on Sunday... well after the frites, waffles, beer and chocolate... I was rolled there.Labels: australia, belge, belgian, belgium, france, la belgique, sydney, sydneyspy, travel