Thursday, January 31, 2008

Mmmmm, beeeer.

Belgium: 4 days, 3 cities, and more waffles, beer and chocolate than I could even begin to put a number on.

Our journey starts at St. Pancras International station where the Eurostar is now located. And despite my never-ending whinging about it moving from Waterloo station, it actually was not too terribly bad getting there and it is quite a lovely station.


We start by admiring some typical Belgian architecture...


And quickly move on to more typical Belgian pastimes.


And what better to do after getting all liqoured up than hit up a 3 storey antique shop?? I walked away with a rather impressive haul of vintage jewelery.


Afterwhich Jason had to drink away his financial woes with a Kwak beer.


Grand Place lit up in the evening.


Side note here if anyone reads this in a "travel guide" capacity - Later that night we went to an amazing jazz club called The Music Village and listened to a really great quartet. If you go to Brussels and like live music, I would highly recommend it.

The gorgeous train station in Antwerpen, where we spent day two. (In Antwerpen, that is. Not the train station. Just to clarify.)


The Brabo Fountain that stands in the center of the Grote Markt. You may notice he's throwing a hand that he's torn off his opponent. Fun fact: The Flemish translation of "to throw a hand" is Hantwerpen. And there you have it.


The massive Onze-Lieve-Vrouwekathredal.


Inside...



Ummm, I think these frites are stale...


Therefore, chocolates are certainly in order.


The Grote Markt at night. Time for another fun fact. You may have noticed that I captioned the photo of Brussels's main square as "Grand Place" while the square in Antwerpen is referred to as "Grote Markt". Well, I don't know why I didn't know this prior to this trip but in Brussels, French is spoken, while elsewhere in the country, the language is Flemish. So, essentially, "Grand Place" and "Grote Markt" are the same thing, just one is French and the other Flemish. They mean "Great Square" in English.


Day three was spent in Gent. I think we decided Gent was our favorite place on this trip. (Although Brugge is still the number one Belgian city in our book.) This is Vrijdagmarkt, which is essentially Gent's "Grote Markt", although it's not called that.


Gettin' this party started proper. It was after 12:00 noon so beer was certainly acceptable at this late hour. (We saw locals partaking way earlier than that...) Also? "250 Soorten Dranken" = Hells yes please!


The truly massive beer list. My favorite thing about this pub is that if you order the Kwak (the beer with the wooden holder like Jason had above - but twice that size at this pub) they make you give them one of your shoes so you can't walk out with the glass and holder. Apparently, they're very popular items to get your mits on and used to get stolen all the time. They actually ring a bell, someone runs a pulley that lowers a basket, you put a shoe in, and they raise the basket back up to the ceiling. Hysterical! We saw them do it while we were there.


The river Leie that runs through town.


And another pub in quick succession.


Where I was harrassed by the waiting paparazzi...



When we got back outside, I hadn't turned my head for five seconds and Jason was buying a waffle with chocolate sauce.


Which was just the sustenance we needed to fortify ourselves for more beer. It was so smoky in this pub that I sat there with the window propped open so I could get fresh air.



More riverside loveliness.


And back down to business with another pub. In fact, this turned out to not be a beer pub at all but a Genever bar. Genever is flavored Belgian gin and is the "National Spirit". I feel a fun fact coming on... Genever was discovered around 1580 by the British troops during the Dutch War of Independence. And that's where the phrase "Dutch Courage" comes from. The guy painted on the wall is the owner, Pol, and he's always there. When we came in, we asked if he served beer and he goes "You want beer. Next door." Classic.


The menu had a huge list of flavors.


Bottoms up!


Uh-oh. Perhaps the genever was a bad idea.


The last day we spent the morning at a huge jumble sale and scored a few more antique finds. Then we just hung around Brussels a bit more. This is the fountain in Place du Petite Sablon. It's surrounded by statues representing different trades.


The tradesmen statues with l'Eglise de Notre Dame du Sablon in the background.


The view down rue de l'Etuve with the spire of the Town Hall in the background.


Ok. This. This little guy has quite a history. It's called Menneken-Pis. You can surely work out why on your own. He has amassed a wardrobe of about 760 items and is often dressed in one of them. He even has a Santa outfit. The first one was given to him in 1698 by the Elector of Bavaria. He was kidnapped by the English in 1745, returned, and then stolen again by the French two years later. (For which he received a gold brocade costume from Louis XV in reparations.) In 1817, he was stolen again by a French convict and was found broken in pieces. The fragments were used to make the statue that stands today. That's quite a lot of information about a tiny little statue which does nothing but pee nonstop.


Oh God. I begged Jason to do this. Begged. He would have none of it. So, for the sake of the blog, I sacrifice myself.


After that, a visit to the Brewers Museum was in order. The highlight being, of course, the free beer at the end.


Time for one last waffle...


And one last pub. This was my favorite beer of the whole trip - Delirium Tremens. I don't know if it tasted that good or if it was the pink elephant logo. Either way - thumbs up!

As of January 2004 they held the Guinness World Record for the most beers commercially available - 2,004 of them to be exact. Not to mention that they also offer 500 different flavors of genever. Yowza.

Bro-kay. That's it. I'm setting about with the studiare-ing Italiani now. Because Mio Dio - this class is going to beat me to a pulp if I don't start memorizing molti molti verbi conjugations.

5 comments:

Suze - Manchester UK said...

As a fruit beer connoisseur (and poor speller apparently) I am totally jealous of your trip to Belgium... haven't been in years! Glad you had fun!

Suze x

Beth N said...

I can't believe you even remember what you saw after all the beer. Impressive, Sangers, very impressive.

Oh, and the best thing about the Menneken-Pis is that they dress him up for random occasions. When we were there he was in a suit!

Ashely said...

Oh, I would totally wear some bo-bo Keds in that place and steal that wooden holder! Mel and I love it!

Dawn said...

Great re-cap of your trip. Love the stale fries photo. The little boy statue and his clothes remind me of old people here who dress up concrete goose statues in thier yards for random occasions.

Aisby said...

Did you say (at the beginning of the post) St. Pancreas??? Sounds to me like you need St. Liver!