In June my friend and I accompanied our sons’ school trip to Antwerp. We had to listen and follow, as the kids. But we wanted to relax on a terrace sipping a cappuccino instead… So we went back without kids and teachers.
Too lazy to drive, we took the train to Antwerp-Central, where you arrive at the most beautiful station I know. What an entrance to the city. Instant tourist and world city feeling. We need caffeine urgently and get filled up at Starbucks… told you… world city.
It has been a very long time since I have walked from the central station all the way to the grand place. I am impressed. This is really worth a visit. I gaze more upward than anything else. I start to understand – and I really really hate to say this – why the locals call their city “t stad”. Meaning there is only one real city in Belgium, Antwerp, and all the rest is “parking”. I live in the parking lot as per them.
My friend and I are trying to get our husbands to a city trip to London. I told her about a shop I found there with organically made cosmetics I really liked. I only found it in Maastricht afterwards. While she was listening, she dragged me to a store she wanted to have a look at…. Lush. Karma. This is the store I was talking about! We spent more than an hour there testing everything and anything. Guess the teachers wouldn’t have appreciated this activity as part of their school trip…
Fully satisfied, we moved on to the next indulgence… Chocolate Line. As Belgians, obviously we loooooooooooooooooooooove chocolate. And that is an understatement. We select carefully some chocolates we want to try – Miss Piggy with bacon in it…. out of this world – and are in a generous mood, so also select some for our husbands. We are not yet finished here… I want to try that chocolate sniffing experience: the Chocolate Shooter. It doesn’t do so much for us, but the excitement and anticipation alone is a good laugh.
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