


I’m not quite sure what this promotional campaign was about, but certainly it was eye-catching. Click any of the pictures to see them all larger (if you’re seeing this in email, you may need to click the post title above, first).



I’m not quite sure what this promotional campaign was about, but certainly it was eye-catching. Click any of the pictures to see them all larger (if you’re seeing this in email, you may need to click the post title above, first).
This is the view from inside the Antwerp train station, coming up from the depths of the modern platforms. From the outside one can see the magnificent, baroque, historic (well, turn on the 20th century) structure, which I failed to take a picture of, pushing a suitcase as I was, but you can learn about this most beautiful train station from Wikipedia and get a sense of its significance from W G Sebald’s novel Austerlitz.
Just found a few more pictures from our last morning in Brussels. In the middle picture on the left you can see the barriers around the massive building works on Stalingrad were celebrating the life and music of Toots Thielmans, the legendary Belgian harmonica player, most recently brought to the attention of American audiences, perhaps, by Jaco Pastorius (see below).
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All of these were shot at the Place de Brouckere in Brussels, shortly before we left. I’m guessing it looked rather different in Django’s time. Click any image to see them bigger (if you’re seeing this in email you may need to click the post title, above, first).
Bruges is famous, of course, for its canals, laden with sightseeing boats.









There were music festivals going on everywhere we went in Belgium. This one was in Bruges’ Grand-Place or Grote Markt. All the bands we heard sounded like American bands but when they announced songs or players it was all in Flemish. This band played My Sharona, among others.





Bruges’ Groeninge Museum was excellent. Laid out in a somewhat traditional chronological fashion, century by century, it offered laminated placards in every room with explanations for most of the artworks so you didn’t need to bend over to read ill-placed, scantily illuminated placards and block other visitors’ view. Of course, as I’ve been doing in almost every museum we’ve visited, I found the mirrors tto photograph myself in.
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We took the train to Bruges for a day. It’s a beautiful city with scarcely a modern structure to interrupt the ancient lines. However it was absolutely rotten with tourists dawdling and gawking about, making many of the streets impassable and forcing one into pathetic tourist impostures oneself. As a friend of mine from Antwerp commented, “nobody from Belgium goes to Bruges – it’s for tourists.” Or, as Yogi Berra is reported to have said, “nobody goes there anymore – it’s too crowded.”
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(with apologies to Nevil Shute)





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Actually, most were probably day-trippers to Ostend. Click any image to see them all larger (though you may have to click the post title above first, if you’re seeing this in email).









More of what we saw along the boardwalk (only it was really just paved) in Ostend. Click any image above to see them all full sized (if you’re seeing this in email you may need to click the post title, above, first for this to work).