Brussel
Saturday morning at the Magritte gallery; the entire afternoon at the Old English. Spent the evening seeing new parts. Spent the late evening developing misanthropy.
Sunday morning at the Église Notre-Dame de la Chapelle; pears, pickle chips and cheese in the courtyard of the Royal Library; a walk through a sculpture garden; an espresso at the Mercedes House. Saw the wares and antiques of the green-and-burgundy-tented merchants; browsed several private art galleries; returned to the Royal Arts Museum; listened to local radio; experienced experience Brussels! @ the BIP; had a poulet curry sandwich and a grapefruit soda in a bistro area; watched violinists; patronized stores; walked the city center; will have a hoegaarden; will watch the sun set from the Palace of Justice.
