I Hate Brussels Sprouts – but not Brussels, Belgium!

While spending some time in England, with a friend in Germany, a decision was made to meet in the traditional location for the English and Germans to come together: Brussels. As the seat of the EU, Brussels is a place for international liaison. Perhaps Brussels was chosen for this because of its geographical location, or it’s grandeur. Either way, the single word I would use to describe Brussels is GRAND.

EUROPE

EUROPE

EU

EU

Brussels’ architecture is big, thick, imposing, regal, oppressive, impressive.

"Grand Place" or "Grote Markt"

“Grand Place” or “Grote Markt”

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My favourite building, however, is almost too big to be photographed. The Palais de justice (The Palace of Justice, the name of the Law Courts, which is pretty cool):

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Gargoyles!

Though they live amongst dark, heavy buildings, the Belgians in Brussels have a certain sense of whimsy that is undeniable and goofy. This is evidenced by their weird street art:

Trees…?

Trees…?

Rarely seen is the herd of wild wood buffalo and their young.

Rarely seen is the herd of wild wood buffalo and their young.

I…..

I….. I….

I don't even know. Like, not at all.

I don’t even know. Like, not at all.

Someone had to actually shape this magnificent bosom.

Someone had to actually shape this magnificent bosom.

Even the older sculptures are a bit tongue-in-cheek. The story behind this one goes something like this: a sculptor's son went missing. The sculptor vowed that if his son was found, he would sculpt him in whatever stance he was found in. The little boy was found taking a piss in a fountain. Hence "Le Mannequin pis".

Even the older sculptures are a bit tongue-in-cheek. The story behind this one goes something like this: a sculptor’s son went missing. The sculptor vowed that if his son was found, he would sculpt him in whatever stance he was found in. The little boy was found taking a piss in a fountain. Hence “Le Mannequin pis”.

Le Mannequin pis (loosely, the peeing young man) is often dressed up in seasonal outfits.

Le Mannequin pis (loosely, the peeing young man) is often dressed up in seasonal outfits.

Like many European metropolitan cities, Brussels is largely built of stone. Lots of grey and black… but my travel companion and I DID find some green!

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In a vast field, we could hear a highway, and it was the weirdest thing – the underground highway came up for air in the middle of it!

To be totally stereotypical, may I say: OH, THE WAFFLES. THE SWEET, SWEET WAFFLES!

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I’m so glad I was there before I found out about my gluten intolerance!

On this particular journey, I think I may have discovered the cause of WWII in the war museum:

SLYTHERINS!

SLYTHERINS!

That is all.

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About amblingalana

Just a Canadian girl who abandoned British Columbia to try her luck in Bonnie Scotland. Feminist, long-term travel enthusiast, aspiring writer.

One response to “I Hate Brussels Sprouts – but not Brussels, Belgium!

  1. Tyler

    Great photos 🙂

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