Brugge!

I am absolutely in love. Brugge is a city after my own heart in so many ways: cobble stone streets so my shoes are always clicky, 9% alcohol beer, ADORABLE HOUSES, friendly people, canals, and stores that sell nothing but cheeses and cured meats. Plus Flemish is a wonderful language to listen to and I would imagine to speak, and don't get me started on the fries, waffles, stews, chocolates and other deliciousness these people have cooked up.

Mostly though I am in love with the beautiful neighborhoods that make up the city center and the clean, picturesque waterways that intersect them. And now I'll try to demonstrate my new-found love with an unnecessary number of photos:

A brief moment of clear sky on our last day.

Some cobblestones (maybe not cobblestones by definition but it's just easier this way):




And now, my first Belgian beer in Belgium (our server called me a "real lady" for ordering this):


My sixth Belgian beer (in Belgium), a delicious tripel called Straffe Hendrik that's made in Brugge's last working brewery:


An unbelievable warm goat cheese salad from a tea shop called Cafe au Lait (Nordzaandstraat 28):


And lastly, how I felt pretty much constantly while in Brugge: