Moonlight chuch tower.
After we had made connections from Lille, France Kortrijk and Hazebrouke, Belguim, we arrived late into Brugge. We had called a hotel to see if we could get accommodations, but never could find the place. So we went to a bar instead. Neither of us could remember the name of the place, but we will never forget its "Happiest" customer. Arturo was a gentleman we met who was singing and relished to tell us stories of all kinds. Needless to say Arturo was a little "tipsy", but kept singing and expounding, "Everybody's Happy!", in his thick accent. What a character. He kept us entertained until closing time, bid us "adeiu" and wandered out into the crisp night. We walked back through a park that seemed to have all kinds of nocturnal activities going on. Thinking we should get along we went back to the train station and found it locked. It was about 4am, so we sat out front and Darla snoozed while I watched the night turn to twilight. At 6am the doors opened and we bought tickets to Amsterdam. Though it would be stopping in Brussels, it would continue on to our destination. The train was at its platform so we boarded and passed out immeadiately. We missed alot of countryside through Beguim and the Netherlands, but needed the sleep.
Tasty Fare
Named after Marc Chagall the painter. We found this place right after getting of the train. Classical music and reproductions of the artist's work flowed throughout the space. The seating and charm of the room was quaint. I ordered a beer and a plate that was basically a meat medley: venison, pork sausage and chicken, cooked just the way I like it. Venison medium rare, sausage crisp and chicken baked and moist. It came with sauteed, seasoned potatoes and mixed vegetables. Over all it was very hearty and filling for a big guy like myself.
You can't miss the sign.
