Beautiful Brussels

I arrived in Brussels at 9:30 AM this morning. That meant It was 1:30 AM in Santa Fe and I had been flying and exploring airport food courts for about 18 hours. My Santa Fe mind and body were telling me it was past my bedtime and that bed in the Warwick Hotel was calling me, but my common sense was telling me that it was 9:30 AM and time for breakfast and a “walk-about”.  I knew that if I succumbed to that idea of taking a short nap, I would be waking up from that nap 8-10 hours later in the early evening having made no progress toward adjusting to my new environment.

Sunrise over the North Atlantic

Brussels

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I fought the desire to lay my body down and sleep with a large gourmet double expresso coffee laced with Belgium chocolate. It seemed the best “Mocha” ever, but maybe it was because the chocolate was made in Belgium and I was consuming it in Brussels. The two block long Galeries Royales Saint-Hubert added to the moment with its waves of smells of coffee, chocolate and Belgium waffles. You’ll have to trust me, but underneath those mounds of sweetness laden with fruit, whipped cream, chocolate and sometimes ice cream there is, in fact, a Belgium waffle.  

Galeries Royales Saint-Hubert

Chocolate Shops Everywhere

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

MMMMMMM!

Belgium Waffles

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Nearby is the “Grand Place”. This beautiful square full of 17th century buildings is one of the most beautiful squares in the world and it is, understandably, a World Heritage site. Many of these buildings were “Guild Houses” or headquarters and meeting houses for the guilds of Belgium. Somewhat compared to a Carpenter or Pipe Fitters Union hall  of recent US history. My favorite is the Butcher’s Guild Building with the Swan on the front. Why the Swan you wonder, because in the 17th century one of the most elegant dinners you could serve was roast Swan.   

Guild Houses

Brussels Town Hall

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Butchers Guild House

Roast Swan?

 

 

              

 

 

 

 

 

After two long years I have been quickly reminded of why I love to be in Europe. There is something about the attitude here and the world view that is so important. It is somehow comforting to turn on the news and hear a weatherman talk about the storm moving across Southeast Asia or the temperature in Nairobi. It’s like there is the United States and then there is the rest of the world. It suddenly came to me that I could tell some people in the US that the temperature in Nairobi today is 70% and they would reply “What the fuck do I care what the temperature in Nairobi is?” Well I care and it is wonderful to be back here. 

It’s noon here and I am heading out to BRAFA, the great annual art fair here in Brussels and I promise I will tell you all about it. More later…

 

Author: Paul Parker

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5 Comments

  1. Ah… so you are jumping in feet – and mouth, first!

    Funny, about 30 minutes ago I was looking at my mobile as I have a meeting based in London in a couple hours. On the page for world times I have the times for 5 cities around the world and Nairobi is one of them!

    Have a swell time!

    Wilbur

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  2. Always enjoy your European art show journeys. The photos and commentary make for first rate travel writing. Have a wonderful time. All the best to you.

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  3. So jealous and so happy for you keep posting!

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