Main plaza at dusk.
Other side of the plaza at sundown.
Main bulding (in 1st picture of this post) at night...amazing!
So to end our adventures we went to Brussels. There I was happy to escape the strange Flemish language and come back to French - even though it is a little different than the one I'm used to. I had been to Brussels 6 years ago with my grandmother and touched the foot of a statue of a saint that means you will return one day...and I did! I also did as I did six years ago and ate a very delicious belgian waffle - a must!
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