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Brussels Chrimbo Market

Posted on 03/12/2011 by MrFoggDecember 3, 2011

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 of Father Christmas’, eaten mussels and Lobster (oh yum), been up the wheel twice and had a fab time, still with 2 days to go.

We went to Prague on Boxing Day in 2002/2003 but that was blooming cold and the Christmas markets were not as large as this. There is something quite charming about Brussels that makes you want to come back and enjoy it some more.

Now we are off to see a live snow globe in the Grande Place.

Rude Train Stations

Posted on 03/12/2011 by MrFoggDecember 3, 2011

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.

People in Glass Houses – For the Hotel Inspector

Posted on 03/12/2011 by MrFoggDecember 3, 2011

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 cannot abide by the dust on the bulbs and lampshades.

Physician heal thyself

The Hotel Inspector has dirty lampshades and bulbs here.

Welcome to The Ceilidh

Posted on 03/12/2011 by MrFoggDecember 3, 2011

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 but has now been taken over (only 10 months ago). Time to sit chill and reminisce, we are shocked that the original bar is still in place after Mrs Fogg had been dancing on it 12 years ago (must have been concrete reinforced).

So on for a wander up to Rue Charlemagne to see a little more before heading back to glugwein.

So many memories here.

It’s A Grande Place

Posted on 02/12/2011 by MrFoggDecember 3, 2011

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 15 minutes.

We were last here about 12 years ago and vividly remember sitting in the square watching the world go by while drinking Kreik (cherry beer).

it is a fantastic place to visit with the typical German markets that are slowly sprawling across the UK at this time of year.

Tomorrow we are off up to the place we spent many a night around Malbeek and a little Irish bar run by a Tunisian guy called Maurice, where we would have lock ins until 3am, I would snort Tequilla with strangers for a bet and Mrs Fogg would be dancing on the bar. Yup time to see if the Ceilidh still exists, just up from a very famous tube station which has a French name “Arts Lou” and a Flemish name “Kunst Wet”. I know which I prefer……

We Glugged Wine from here.

Bonsoir Brussels

Posted on 02/12/2011 by MrFoggDecember 2, 2011

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 Grande Place. Now rest, food and chillax.

Good Evening one and all.

Tin Tin and Choccies come from here.

Almost There

Posted on 02/12/2011 by MrFoggDecember 2, 2011

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 drive over we headed for the Brussels Airline desk, whilst the other 11 taxis occupants all went to BMI (not realising that BMI had moved them to a different airline). We got checked in just as the woman closed the desk to anyone else, as 15 irate passengers stood fuming that we had been allowed through, so they should be too.

Fingers crossed this bloody plane takes off!

Manchester Here We Come

Posted on 02/12/2011 by MrFoggDecember 2, 2011

Poor ole BMI looks like their plane got no wings. So now our cheapie flight has cost them an additional taxi fare from Leeds to Manchester of £90

Next stop the airport if the cabbie shuts up gabbing.

Let’s see if we can fly out today at all.

Will it Won’t it???

Posted on 02/12/2011 by MrFoggDecember 2, 2011

It doesn’t bode well.

Flight delayed further update at 7am, then the staff disappear from the gate to stop answering questions. Update at 7.30, nope, 8am, nope.

8.30 Flight cancelled, sort yourself out!!!

Magical Mystery Tour

Posted on 02/12/2011 by MrFoggDecember 2, 2011

Mrs Fogg and I have been married now for 7 fantastic years. Last year Mrs Fogg tried to arrange a Anniversary surprise (aka Dirty Weekend Away) which had to be cancelled because of the terrible weather.

This year it was attempt at surprise again, starting with an overnight stay in a really crap hotel at Leeds Bradford Airport. The Travelodge shall not be named but it was better than the hole in Holyhead. So this am we arrive at the airport for 5 too bloody early, to find that Mrs Fogg has pulled a winner by booking a very dirty weekend to Brussels where we started to have some oh so naughty fun about 12 years ago.

Roll on a FUN packed time.

Happy Birthday to Mrs Fink and Mr Frogman.

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