Our room in Brussels is on the fifth floor. Breakfast is on the seventh floor facing the Grand Place. The tall spire is the town hall.
Another view from the breakfast room. The houses look like toy houses. Brussels proper is really a very small area. The roads used to be canals. Anyone who lives in Brussels proper can be married in the town hall.
It is very hard to choose which chocolate will be the next one gone from the box. There are your Lion bars Marcia. I hope they make it back to Calgary.
[This post was written by Wyona, sent via email to Marcia, with instructions to post it on the family blog. Marcia did finally post it with some reservation considering a picture of her chocolate bars was virtually waved in her face.]
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