Okay, somewhat of a chill day since Cindy has been feeling so yucky. She's resting now in our room aboard the Hotel Boatel while I sit in the "breakfast room" with my laptop catching up on email and attempting to upload photos... Such a pain for some reason. Anyway a FEW are up now on Shutterfly. Hope to add more soon...
Anyway, this morning we went out and explored Bruges. Stopped by a pharmacy to get Cindy some euro-drugs which appear to be something with pseudoephedrine. And Michael Moore is right, it's awesome going to a pharmacist in Europe. You just walk in, tell him/her how you're feeling, and the guy hands you pills. Great. Then we went into town and I climbed to the top of the Belfry -- 366 steps!!! And Robynn would be impressed here... because let me tell you, that is a lot of steps and my legs hurt like hell after. Cindy naturally did not do this. Heh. We went to a little cafe which apparently had some historical significance which I can't remember at present but it was very cute and I actually had a Belgian Waffle IN Belgium, with bananas and chocolate sauce on it. If I ever manage to get the pictures uploaded, you can see me doing this. Cindy got some French onion soup and took her eurodrugs.
Then I dragged her to the chocolate museum, which was a bit of a silly tourist trap, but hey, we went. Then we said goodbye to this cute town and went to Oostend, which is a beach town not far away, just to kind of walk around and see it. Nice, sandy beaches, not unlike Santa Monica, come to think of it. But it was weird to think of all the World War II battles that were probably fought around there. Anyway, from there we drove to Ghent. And by WE, I mean I DROVE, for the first time in Europe because Cindy's sick and I was terrified of it and cars here are not made for people my size. I can barely reach the pedal with my foot even with the seat as close as it goes. I feel like a midget here. Anyway even with me driving we somehow made it to Ghent. And now I'm gonna try to wake Cindy up to drag her to dinner.
Oh, by the way, important notes (Em, are you reading this?) about the music here:
1) They really seem to like 80s Billy Joel here. Who knew?
2) At Vondelpark we saw some sort of youth group singing YMCA in Dutch. Note, the "Y" "M" "C" "A" dance moves are the same in both languages. :)
3) I was able to somehow find country radio here! (Needless to say, Cindy was thrilled by this. Haha.)
More later!
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3 comments:
Oh, so sad that Cindy is sick. It looks like you are having a good time despite that, and despite the great bus separation story, etc. Just keep eating chocolate and feel better and have fun--and don't stop posting! I love reading about your trip and the pictures are great.
Love,
Mom
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, CINDY!! HOPE YOU ARE WELL ENOUGH TO ENJOY THE SPECIAL DINNER, ETC.
MUCH LOVE,
STEVI AND ALAN
HAPPY BIRTHDAY CINDY!!!! I wish I knew how to say it in Dutch or French or wherever you are now! Much love... get home, girls, LA isn't the same without you!
Love, Katie
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