{"id":1011,"date":"2013-06-30T21:10:48","date_gmt":"2013-06-30T20:10:48","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.fotocycle.dk\/paws\/?page_id=1011"},"modified":"2013-06-30T21:10:48","modified_gmt":"2013-06-30T20:10:48","slug":"week-25-mostly-brussels","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"http:\/\/www.fotocycle.dk\/paws\/?page_id=1011","title":{"rendered":"Week 25: mostly Brussels"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>I was on yet another business trip to Brussels last week, and a bit longer than usual: flew up there Monday morning and flew back to Alicante Thursday morning. So most of the pictures are from Brussels, with a few local ones thrown in.<\/p>\n<p><strong>25_1<\/strong><br \/>\nA new bakery called <em>Pan de Oro<\/em> (bread of gold) has opened in my neighbourhood. In general, I continue to patronise the bakery I have gone to the past 5 years, not least because it is a nicer walk for the dog. But sometimes, especially on weekends, I go to the new bakery. They have good sourdough breads, croissants and pastries, and everything is made from scratch on the premises as far as I can tell. And last but not least, the prices are very reasonable:<br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2013\/25_1.jpg\" alt=\"_1010151\" \/><\/p>\n<p><strong>25_2<\/strong><br \/>\nFrom a walk on our beach (Playa San Juan) Sunday afternoon. I was amused by the &#8220;tipical Spanish food&#8221; sign. Foreign languages are not a strong suit around here:<br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2013\/25_2.jpg\" alt=\"DSF3047\" \/><\/p>\n<p><strong>25_3<\/strong><br \/>\nOn Thursday, after coming back from Brussels, I went straight from the airport to the office, not least because I wanted to attend the retirement drink for Nicasio, one of my original colleagues when I joined this office in 2007. He looks young for his 63 or 64 years. Here he is reminiscing with Maria, worked with him back then as well:<br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2013\/25_3.jpg\" alt=\"DSF3145\" \/><\/p>\n<p>Then we move on to Brussels.<\/p>\n<p><strong>25_4<\/strong><br \/>\nOn Monday night, we went to have dinner at an Italian restaurant in the European quarter, as we often do:<br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2013\/25_4.jpg\" alt=\"DSF3049\" \/><\/p>\n<p><strong>25_5<\/strong><br \/>\nBut on Tuesday night, for a change, we went to a Polish restaurant which I did not even know existed. The food was good and authentic:<br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2013\/25_5.jpg\" alt=\"DSF3101\" \/><\/p>\n<p><strong>25_6<\/strong><br \/>\nOn Monday afternoon, I had some free time. The weather was nice, so it was just the right time to go to one of my favourite places in Brussels, Place Ste-Catherine:<br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2013\/25_6.jpg\" alt=\"DSF3055\" \/><\/p>\n<p><strong>25_7<\/strong><br \/>\nOne of the best watering holes in Brussels, the Monk bar:<br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2013\/25_7.jpg\" alt=\"DSF3067\" \/><\/p>\n<p><strong>25_8<\/strong><br \/>\nLooking out from the Monk:<br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2013\/25_8.jpg\" alt=\"DSF3064\" \/><\/p>\n<p><strong>25_9<\/strong><br \/>\nTechnical assistance on Grand&#8217; Place:<br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2013\/25_9.jpg\" alt=\"DSF3074\" \/><\/p>\n<p><strong>25_10<\/strong><br \/>\nIn this side gate to Brussels City Hall, there was always a bronze statue which people would rub for good luck. This time, to the consternation of many tourists, the statue is not there. I have no idea why:<br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2013\/25_10.jpg\" alt=\"DSF3077\" \/><\/p>\n<p><strong>25_11<\/strong><br \/>\nThis is one of the standard restaurants in Brussels, &#8216;t Kelderke on Grand&#8217; Place. It is the place to go for traditional Belgian food:<br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2013\/25_11.jpg\" alt=\"DSF3080\" \/><\/p>\n<p><strong>25_12<\/strong><br \/>\nI chose to eat outside, so that I could glance up at the magnificent square. Grand&#8217; Place is widely considered to be the most beautiful square in Europe:<br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2013\/25_12.jpg\" alt=\"DSF3081\" \/><\/p>\n<p><strong>25_13<\/strong><br \/>\nAnd this is what I saw and ate&#8211;<em>stoemp<\/em> and <em>saucisse<\/em>. It does not get more Belgian than this:<br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2013\/25_13.jpg\" alt=\"DSF3082\" \/><\/p>\n<p><strong>25_14<\/strong><br \/>\nI am constantly fascinated by these statues on the fence of the EU Commission headquarters. I am not 100% happy with this effort, but fortunately I am in Brussels almost every month, so there will be other opportunities:<br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2013\/25_14.jpg\" alt=\"DSF3091\" \/><\/p>\n<p><strong>25_15<\/strong><br \/>\nTaking notes:<br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2013\/25_15.jpg\" alt=\"DSF3092\" \/><\/p>\n<p><strong>25_16<\/strong><br \/>\nWednesday evening I took the metro to the Gare Centrale, near the Grand&#8217; Place area, to take a walk and get some frites and beer. As in so many places in Belgium and France, the carnage that took place during the two World Wars is ever present:<br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2013\/25_16.jpg\" alt=\"DSF3141\" \/><\/p>\n<p><strong>25_17<\/strong><br \/>\nThese two products are better in Belgium than anywhere else in the world:<br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2013\/25_17.jpg\" alt=\"DSF3106\" \/><\/p>\n<p><strong>25_18<\/strong><br \/>\nA pretty face, Place St Jean:<br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2013\/25_18.jpg\" alt=\"DSF3107\" \/><\/p>\n<p><strong>25_19<\/strong><br \/>\nRelaxation, all around:<br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2013\/25_19.jpg\" alt=\"DSF3115\" \/><\/p>\n<p><strong>25_20<\/strong><br \/>\nCharles Buls with friends:<br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2013\/25_20.jpg\" alt=\"DSF3122\" \/><\/p>\n<p><strong>25_21<\/strong><br \/>\nBelgians take their Smurfs seriously:<br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2013\/25_21.jpg\" alt=\"DSF3116\" \/><\/p>\n<p><strong>25_22<\/strong><br \/>\nBuilding detail, Grand&#8217; Place:<br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2013\/25_22.jpg\" alt=\"DSF3126\" \/><\/p>\n<p><strong>25_23<\/strong><br \/>\nPissy waffles:<br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2013\/25_23.jpg\" alt=\"DSF3132\" \/><\/p>\n<p><strong>25_24<\/strong><br \/>\nThe Mannekin Pis is like the Little Mermaid in Copenhagen. Small and unassuming, and yet tourists flock to it:<br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2013\/25_24.jpg\" alt=\"DSF3133\" \/><\/p>\n<p><strong>25_25<\/strong><br \/>\nThe reason I go to the Mannekin Pis is not the peeing boy. But across the street is another favourite watering hole, the Poechenellekeller. This is the view looking out:<br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2013\/25_25.jpg\" alt=\"DSF3136\" \/><\/p>\n<p><strong>25_26<\/strong><br \/>\nReading, Poechenellekelder:<br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2013\/25_26.jpg\" alt=\"DSF3137\" \/><\/p>\n<p><strong>25_27<\/strong><br \/>\nTo finish off the week, I flew to Denmark on Saturday morning. This is the morning light at Alicante airport, as seen from seat 15A:<br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"uploads\/2013\/25_27.jpg\" alt=\"DSF3165\" \/><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I was on yet another business trip to Brussels last week, and a bit longer than usual: flew up there Monday morning and flew back to Alicante Thursday morning. 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