Posted by Joelle on February 11, 2008 | Permalink
If you’ve noticed I’ve been quiet this past weekend, this is because I spent it wandering the pretty streets of Brugge (or Bruges, if you favour the French rather than the Flemish angle on Belgium).
I feel so well nourished somehow, partly by the wonderful food and local artisan beers, but perhaps moreso having drunk in with my eyes so much that was lovely. The old town is so intact, with its gothic red brick architecture, and picturesque canals, with swans drifting by and the clatter of horse drawn carriages across the cobbles. Amidst the gilded spires and soaring gables, sometimes it was the humbler corners of the town that charmed me the most, like this sweet little house.
Categories: adventure
Tags: belgium, favourite corners, travel