Two days ago I went on my last city day trip. This made me both happy and sad, to be completly honest. Happy, because Brugge is an absolutely gorgeous city, Andreas, because I'm leaving à country (and continent) that I have fallen head over heels in love with over these past 3 weeks.
Sentimental ooey-gooey fluff pushed aside, I will now enlighten you faithful readers on the breathtaking city of Brugge.
They say Brugge is the Venice of Western Europe. I have never been to Venice, or Italy for that matter, but it is without a doubt the prettiest town I've visited. Sorry Antwerp, you were lovely, but.....
We started the day by taking an early train. It was not just Emma and I this time, because we were joined by another cousin. The three of us spent an enjoyable day wandering through the various streets, oogling and the mountains of delicious chocolate and piles of delicate lace.
After a "traditional" lunch of Belgian fries, we took a relaxing boat tour through the city's canals.
Once the trip was over, it was back to more wandering. I love wandering, so what we did settled just right with me.
If nothing else, this trip has tought me to experiment, to try new things, to be a part of a culture not my own. I've learned so much in a short amount of time, not only about others, but about myself as well.
Tomorrow, Emma and I will be departing from Brussels to go back to the states. I've had the time of my life, and I can't wait for our adventure to continue.
See y'all in America,
Emily xxx
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