Jan van Eyck was not on Diagnosis: Murder

I hope the shopkeepers of Bruges won't be comparing notes on That Girl With the Pigtails because I claimed to be an anglophone or a francophone in alternating shops. I considered switching to Spanish, but then I realized I don't speak Spanish. Thankfully, Bruges is touristy enough to be able to handle me.

Brugge/Bruges (everything has a French and a Flemish name here) looks, to me, more like Oxford, England than Oxford does. That is to say it looks more like my mental image of Oxford than Oxford does and if I knew - even after having been to Oxford - what a dreaming spire looks like, I would bet that Brugge has got them. It's a quaint little canal town that sells lace and pralines to tourists. I had a Belgian specialty called carbonade for lunch: beef stewed in beer and served on a bed of frites. I bought souvenirs, took a boat ride on the canals, and now I'm returning to Antwerpen/Anvers to discover Christianna and Robbie's home town with them serving as guides and translators.

srah - Monday, 28 April 2003 - 9:50 AM

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