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Once more, we rented a car to go there. When traveling with a group of people to farther-away places, it usually is more economical and convenient to rent a car. This time, we ended up with a Volkswagen Passat station wagon! This still had a navigation system, which is essential in Europe. Roads aren't in nice, neat grids like back home - they're all randomly laid out and it is very confusing to drive if you don't know where you're going. In the car were me, Isaac, Pieterjan, Jessica (from St. Louis) and Matt (Holland, MI).
Pieterjan's apartment was a nice little building in a typical neighborhood in Brussels. It had one of the largest bathrooms I've seen and a cool view out of the back windows. He told us that Brussels is not the real tourist center of Belgium and that Brugge is a much better choice. So, that's where we headed the next day!
Brugge was about an hour or so drive from Brussels and is located fairly near to the ocean. It's a very nice historic type town, with many tall churches, old houses, and even rivers/canals so it looks a bit like Venice! We climbed the really tall clock tower (Belfort) and got a really neat panorama of the whole city. There was also an intricate bell system and we even got to see the drum spin and the assorted bells ring.
For lunch, we stopped at a fast-food stand and ordered a vast assortment of various Belgian foods which Pieterjan recommended to us. We had some french fries (french actually refers to the cut, fries are from Belgium!) with American Sauce (don't ask, I'd never had it back home before!), some sort of deep fried wurst, and others. We also had hot chocolate, which consisted of a glass of hot milk and a piece of Belgian chocolate on a stick for dipping!
After visiting Brugge and walking around some more, we drove in the car to Ypres, the site of three separate WWI battles in western Belgium. All that we found here were secluded cemeteries out in the woods. There were no trenches or anything like in Verdun that we saw. There were many, many authentic "Flanders Fields" though. I did spot a funny road sign!That night, back in Brussels, Pieterjan took us to a university movie theater that his friends work at, so we got to see the movie "Smoking Room" in Spanish with English subtitles, in the French/Dutch speaking region of Belgium! Pieterjan explained that Flemish is not the language, just a nickname for the Dutch spoken in that region. Dutch is similar enough to English and German that I could read most signs and stuff, but I couldn't understand it when it was spoken. We also went to some bars to samples some of the world-famous Belgian beer (some of which was almost like champagne!).


The next day (Saturday), we were guided around the city of Brussels. We visited the Atomium, some crazy sculpture/building from a 1950's exposition, and saw some of the sights of the city center. In the tourist area, where there are a bunch of restaurants, we saw how every restaurant has a person employed out front whose only job is to talk to the tourist and get them to eat at their restaurant. It was funny to mess with them (we were making food that night, it had been previously planned). Here we also sampled real Belgian waffles, saw a statue of a peeing kid (actually really famous!)
Back at Pieterjan's apartment, we made very typical Belgian food with some of his roommates: mussels, beer, and fries! We had about 20 pounds of mussels to clean (meaning sort out the dead ones, pull out the rock-attachment thing and scrape off the mud). We steamed them in pots of beer and vegetables and then enjoyed them with french fries with mayonnaise (really!). Both the mussels and the fries were very good - it was only the second time that I had ever eaten mussels.
After waking up late on Sunday morning, we loaded up the car (minus Pieterjan, of course), and the four of us piled in and headed to Luxembourg. The only thing anyone really wanted to see in Luxembourg was the American cemetery from World War II. I had found in my family genealogy that I had a very-distant relative who was killed in the Battle of the Bulge (which took place in the France/Luxembourg/Belgium/Germany region) and is buried in this cemetery. Before we visited the cemetery though, we bummed around the city of Luxembourg (the capital) a little bit. It was very small, but very nice, and was located on high ground with a park running around the center like a moat of sorts. I wish we would've had some more time, but maybe I can go back and check it out some more.That was about it! We finished the drive back to Stuttgart (it was only about 6 hours from Stuttgart to Brussels and about 3 hours from Luxembourg back to Stuttgart) and took the car back to the airport.






















