Here is the Chocco Monster of Belgium (avec dead squirrel). Let today’s food roll call commence: – Waffles with Chocco sauce for brekky– Pain O Chocolat for Lunch– A full rack of ribs for tea – Waffle with Chocolat and … Continue reading
Some 13 years ago this was the culmination of one of my many projects in Brussels. I had been out here about 8 times setting up an office over the other side of Brussels and this was the final location … Continue reading
A late rise, ah bliss 10.30am, nice shower then off to find brekky, literally stumbling distance from the hotel was a waffle shop. So Mrs Fogg and I felt obliged to eat chocolate waffles, oh yum. Now satisfied bellies can … Continue reading
This is just part of the sprawling Christmas market in Brussels, taken from atop the 180ft Christmas Eye. we seem to have sampled quite a bit of Glugg Wine or Vin Chaud as those Frenchies call it, seen a gaggle … Continue reading
Oooooh these rude people. We took a trip up to Arts Loi as its known in French, with the Flemish translation show above. Don’t tell the Mrs I took this photo though. [Posted from my super cool iPhone] … Continue reading
Here we are in the wonderful Hotel Amigo, part of the Forte chain and obviously part of the dynasty that the supposed “Hotel Inspector” comes from. Well Mrs Hotel Inspector as much as I love your hotel darling, one simply … Continue reading
What a fantastic nights sleep, awoken by the torrential rain, but not the cat for once. Today memory lane and up toward the EU HQ (Maelbeek) where we spent many a fun drunken evening. The Ceilidh (pronounced Kaylee) still exists … Continue reading
This is Brussels Grande Place, where each night there is a light show from 8pm to 10pm. obviously during the Christmas Season this also involves a very festive display, which includes a 30ft Christmas Tree and laser light show every … Continue reading
Woooo Hoooo we made it, only 12 hours after setting off. Eventually landing in Brussels airport before being collected by a rather plush Merc Limo, very nice Mrs Fogg. And here we are at the hotel Amigo just off the … Continue reading
So Stage 3, from setting off at 4.30am we are now sat the other side of the country in Manchester Airport after a £90 taxi journey (courtesy of Mr BMI) with the worlds most talkative dude. Having checked on the … Continue reading
