A Dutch speaking Paris – this is how I`d first describe Bruxelles! Quite chaotic and crowded, with beautiful old buildings arranged along narrow roads going up and down, this city caught my eye the moment I set foot in it.

Somehow I started from the suburbs and then got straight into its heart. Without map and any other orientation device, the centre was rather hard to find because the road signs are quite a luxury  in Bruxelles, as in the rest of the country. More chaos, more adventure!

It`s funny now when I remember the little crisis I made right in the middle of Grande Place, but it was definitely not very amusing then. :)) After living in the Netherlands for the last ten months, I got really used to the Dutch rhythm of living and the Dutch way of doing everything. So all the fuss and mess of the city`s most touristic area really got on my nerves and I was soon looking for a refuge.

“A la mort subite” was the answer! Accidentaly found on a side street close to the centre, this place was exactly what I needed. I soon found peace in a glass of cold beer and forgot everything that I had previously found annoying.

I returned to Bruxelles the next day, just before leaving Belgium, and I was quite nostalgic when saying  good-bye…