“It’s a fairytale town, isn’t it? How’s a fairytale town not somebody’s f******* thing? How can all those canals and bridges and cobbled streets and those churches, all that beautiful f****** fairytale stuff, how can that not be somebody’s f****** thing, eh?”
Ralph Fiennes’ foul mouthed character Harry from the movie In Bruges sums it up exactly because I’m willing to bet there isn’t a single human being who couldn’t enjoy this town.
A canal alongside one of the pedestrian only streets
A church near the town centre
There’s quite a bit to see, you could climb the Belfry to get a good view of the city. Or visit the Bruges Beer Museum.
I may or may not have dozens of canal pictures..
My hostel offered a selection of beer tastings and I learned that this country is so serious about its beer that each brand has its own special kind of glass when ordered at a bar. How crazy is that!
Only a small part of a window display for beer
After our tasting session some of my hostel group headed to ‘t Poatersgat which is an underground bar offering a wide range of what else, beers.
Basically a small hole in the wall leads to an immediate staircase which takes you to the dark and eclectic setting. Definitely worth checking out.
The view from my hostel window
During the day however, in my normal fashion I chose to simply wander around and marvel at the ridiculous level of picture perfectness that is Bruges (or Brugge) rather than see a lot of churches or attractions.
Taken on a street behind Burg Square
One part of Burg Square
I would recommend starting at the central point of Burg Square. From here I discovered street markets on that day and after consulting my Use It map found a couple quirky vintage stores too that were close by.
A street corner with permanent religious display
Love how Belgian roofs often end in a point
Walking past canals lined with homes made of stone and covered in ivy, there were streets that gave way to windmills making that fairytale comparison even more accurate.
A short stroll later offered up a beautiful greenery surrounding Minnewater Lake where white swans lazily swam.
My eyes seriously had to take a while to comprehend so much amazingness.
In between all of this I digested more Belgian fries smothered in spicy samurai sauce from street vendors than I frankly care to admit. It was true bliss!
Let’s not forget about those famous chocolates too…
I did also have one delicious frozen yoghurt (not ice cream) so I’m not gonna count that one 🙂