If I ever used the word 'pretty' to describe Brussels, I'm sorry, I misled you. Because really it was UGLY UGLY compared to the quaint delight that is Bruges. And to steal the word 'pretty' from Bruges for Brussels would be plain wrong.
We are at a great BnB with a cheery host who bought us a free bottle of wine, picked us up from the station, gave us unlimited tea, coffee, chocolate cookies and MnMs, and promises a huge breakfast tomorrow where we are allowed to pack the leftovers for a picnic lunch and take her free bikes for a cruise along the river! So homely and sweet.
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