Brugge
In Brugge .... we discovered a tiny, magical city encircled by canals, grand gates and windmills. It feels like it was a well kept secret until Colin Farrell exposed it to the world (however I get the impression from the locals that they would have prefared it had been exposed in a more eloquent way!)
We left Amiens early, had lunch in Bergues and arrived in Brugge quiet late yesterday afternoon. After finding a gem of a B&B we decided to head out to have a well earned drink. It was a Tuesday night and we were having problems finding anywhere open. Just as we were loosing hope we found a tiny bar with a few locals happy to keep us entertained. Among otheres they consisted of a retired police commissioner, an art dealer and an artist/restorer. We got quite drunk and had lots of laughs with these interesting characters until the bar closed. When we all spilled outside we were surprised to see them get into their cars and drive away!!
Today was a beautiful day, so we took advantage of the sunshine and did a guided cycle tour. The final stop was the oldest pub in Brugge. They claim to have been pulling pints since 1515. Needless to say they do it very well."The Venice of the North" centainly lives up to this comparison. This picture perfect town has claimed the contents of the camera's memory card in a mere 24 hours...impressive eh?? Everytime I look at Dave he is off snapping like a Yank!!
Tonight is our second night here but it doesn't feel like it is time to leave yet. Weather dependant we hope to get back on the bikes tomorrow and see more of this magical place.
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