Brussels.

One of the loveliest surprises, this city. Its hip, energetic and eternally young spirit with its easy-going atmosphere soon destroys the image of a political capital. A few minutes, a few streets, a few steps and you’re in love. With the bricks and the facades, with the cafés and the pubs, with the waffles and the chocolateries. With its charming accessibility and a confusing mix of impressions that blend so perfectly together they form a unity in your senses. You feel it’s a bit of everything there, but there’s also something quite unique, not captured in the generalizations you could make. French, but not really, serious, but not really, old, but not really, big, but not really, touristy, but not really. Because you feel it’s a city you could keep discovering by walking, walking, walking.

I’ll be back.

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