Our stop in Brussels was… interesting. As soon as we deplaned and got in line for customs, we were hassled by three men while they looked through every page of our passports over and over again. They didn’t just ask us questions about our previous stops… they were grade-A jerks. After everyone else from our plane had left the building and we were the only couple still at the customs desk, we were finally allowed to go on our merry cranky way. Then we realized the airport wasn’t even close to the city center (a point I mentioned in my discount airlines post) and we had to ride a bus for a few hours. After we arrived at our hotel half-asleep and annoyed, we went straight to bed and woke up in the morning with a better outlook on life. But then my husband informed me that he would have to work in the hotel conference room most of our trip.
You know how I mentioned that travel teaches you patience and other fine life lessons? This is why. Because sometimes your trips are not like how you imagined them. Sometimes they royally suck but you have to make the best of the situation. While I gorged myself in an attempt to feel better (vegetarian lasagna… yummy) at the hotel restaurant, my husband worked in the conference room a few feet away. He stopped by the table to eat a few bites of his food… then he went back to work. Repeat, repeat, repeat.
This continued for a few days and then we were finally able to go sightseeing in Brussels. The tour we found sort of sucked too because the guide took it upon herself to explain to everyone how much she hated Americans. Even though she was rude the entire tour, I really liked her perfume. That made her tolerable. Because she smelled nice.
Oh well. We were able to see the Atomium, Brussels town hall, Cinquantenaire Park, Royal Palace of Laeken, Congress column, Egmont palace, European Union Parliament, Chinese and Japanese towers, St.Michael and St. Gudula Cathedral, Notre Dame du Sablon, Autoworld, and a million other things, so that made our visit worth it.
Have you ever had a similar experience?
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