Brussels, Belgium

When we were shopping around for tkts for Morocco (besides the fact that I was missing my airline days), the cheapest one we found had a stopover on the way home in Brussels. I had never been to Brussels, and Christoff didn't mind a stop in Brussels, so we ended up saving $300 per person on our tkts.

It was a nice transition from Morocco - clean and weather was cooler, until we started noticing different problems. People were starting at me instead of Christoff.
And I almost got into a fight at a chocolate shop with an employee there. Let me just say that they don't like people like me... Don't get me wrong, I still like Europe, I still like Belgium, one of my favorite places in Europe, but I couldn't stop thinking.... 'I don't miss this about Europe.'

On a lighter note, our flight was delayed in the morning, so we had about 3 hours to kill. I was tired, so I didn't want to go back out to the city, but Christoff insisted. I knew that if I didn't go with him, he would have gone by himself, so I reluctantly followed. We checked all our bags except for tagine, so we only had to find a small locker. We took a train out to the city, which was really easy (welcome to Europe), and had nice breakfast there and did a bit of chocolate shopping - my favorite chocolate is Belgian chocolate - that's quite something considering I used to work for a Swiss company for 6 years.

I have to say, though, our modest breakfast was 24 EURO.
That's why we don't plan a trip to Europe, at least not for a while....