Brussels

This city was not what I was expecting, at all. For one thing, it is way more poor/ghetto than I thought and not very white at all. The old city was like most old Euro cities, but of course the specialty shops focused mostly on beer and chocolate.

Our first stop after settling into the hostel was the Cantillon brewry. This beer was like none other since it's made by spontenious fermentation or something. It's not one bit bubbly or carbonated and almost tasted like wine. Mmmms. After that, we headed to this bar that serves over 100 different beers and I had some sort of Deleruim Tremens. I think the Noctornal one. Again, mm. More walking around the squares, city, etc before heading back to the hostel to meet people at the bar with a decent happy hour downstairs. There, I  tried Hoegarten, a pale, hoppy beer. Met Austrians, Norwegians, one American, Canadians, drank a lot and went to bed at an ungodly hour to wake up just in time for a still drunk breakfast... after which, I realized I was still sleepy and napped until the wardens kicked us out for the lock out. More walking, went to a history of Brussels museum, ate a waffel, bought chocolate, saw the little peeing man (Makeen Piss) and went to the hostel for a wee bit. I found a map that included a lot of the less touristy things.

My first stop was to try finding this rock/metal club, but that was a fail. Since it was supposed to be near a canal, I walked along there and saw the outdoor bars, etc. Since Brussels is mostly city stuff, the peeps there made a little farm IN the city. So that was cool and different to see. I eventually made my way back to hostel in order to get a couple hours of rest and sleep before my trip to Berlin the next day.