Showing posts with label Bruges. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Bruges. Show all posts

Friday, December 5, 2014

Favourite Photo Friday 5/12/14

Something a little different for my 'Favourite Photo Friday' post this week.......  I can't believe it's yet again the first week of December and the year is almost over, time goes far too quickly!  It seems like not that long ago we were heading back from our 2012 Europe trip, but it was 2 years ago...to the day!  That business class flight back is only a memory now :) Astrid seemed to turn from a baby to a toddler on that trip and we thought she was all grown up, but little did we know.....

Last December we still had a very tiny, and very sleepy, newborn Søren, and big sister Astrid seemed rather grown up all of a sudden.  She was certainly getting in the spirit of Christmas baking and looking after her little brother. Now the formerly tiny Søren is just taking his first steps and his big sister is a little girl, not a toddler anymore.

For fun I've picked just a few of my favourite photos from the first week of December in 2012 and 2013..... a lot has happened since then!

2012


Bruges


D80 with Tokina 12-24mm f4.0
ISO 640 focal length 12mm
Exposure: 1/400 @ f5.6


Bruges



D80 with Tokina 12-24mm f4.0
ISO 640 focal length 14mm
Exposure: 1/320 @ f5.6

Ghent


D80 with Tokina 12-24mm f4.0
ISO 1000 focal length 14mm
Exposure: 1/400 @ f4.0

London


D80 with Tokina 12-24mm f4.0
ISO 1000 focal length 15mm
Exposure: 1/60 @ f5.0


2013


D7000 with Nikon 35mm f1.8G
ISO 500 focal length 35mm
Exposure: 1/320 @ f1.8


D7000 with Nikon 35mm f1.8G
ISO 1600 focal length 35mm
Exposure: 1/200 @ f3.2


D7000 with Nikon 35mm f1.8G
ISO 800 focal length 35mm
Exposure: 1/125 @ f1.8


D7000 with Nikon 35mm f1.8G
ISO 640 focal length 35mm
Exposure: 1/80 @ f1.8

Friday, March 7, 2014

Favourite Photo Friday - 7/3/14

This week it's holiday photos...... we are about to head off on some more travels. Only a short trip this time, the longer adventure might come later in the year.  I love posting holiday photos, and I have so many great ones. I was recently doing our photobook for our Europe 2012 trip and rediscovered some amazing shots.  After I spent many, many, hours doing the layouts for the book, and Anto spent an entire night up proof-reading it for me, it is lucky we don't have tickets booked to Europe right now.......

I have too many favourite photos from that trip, but a few of my favourites from Bruge, Belgium are here (that place is seriously beautiful!).

Bruges...... on a very cold December morning


D80 with Tokina 12-24mm f4.0
ISO 640 focal length 14mm
Exposure: 1/320 @ f5.6


D80 with Tokina 12-24mm f4.0
ISO 640 focal length 22mm
Exposure: 1/800 @ f5.6


D80 with Tokina 12-24mm f4.0
ISO 640 focal length 12mm
Exposure: 1/400 @ f5.6


D80 with Tokina 12-24mm f4.0
ISO 640 focal length 12mm
Exposure: 1/500 @ f5.6

Tuesday, April 23, 2013

Favourite Photo Friday - 26/4/13

Another Europe photo this week. It's starting to get cold here. Not Canberra Winter cold yet, but we've noticed it cooling down. It seems like only yesterday we were freezing our bottoms off in Europe.  It was starting to get pretty cold just before we left, particularly on our trip through Belgium. Belgium in December, definitely cold!

On our last weekend of the trip we were in Bruges.  Just like the rumours, Bruges is beautiful...... The canals and buildings are just gorgeous.  I could have taken photos all day! Well, I pretty much did.  We also didn't mind the food. You can't knock a place that has fantastic chocolate, waffles and many michelin star restaurants.

This photo was taken on a very cold morning as we were wandering the streets of Bruges. I think it was below zero and we were walking around admiring the sites between stopping into shops for chocolate purchases........ hot chocolate among them!



D80 with Tokina 12-24mm f4.0
ISO 1250, focal length 12mm
Exposure: 1/1600 @ f/4.0

Thursday, December 27, 2012

The good, the bad and the ugly of travelling Europe with a baby

So we've taken a little break from blogging while recovering from our trip but I've had complaints from the loyal audience that there has been a lack of blogs. Never fear, a few more are coming your way.  As promised a wrap-up of our Europe trip is today's effort....... to be followed with the what we have bought post, and of course our Christmas wrap-up.

People seemed to think we were brave/stupid for doing a long trip with a little one but on the whole it was a very positive experience.  It was great watching Astrid experiencing new things, eating new foods and seeing (and feeling her first snow).  While it was very different travelling as a family as opposed to as a couple it was on the whole a good experience. There were times we would gladly have posted her home or we heartily wished the grandparents would fly over to give us a night 'off' but all in all we had a ball.

We had to make a few concessions travelling with a small child. We tried to give her adequate rest periods when possible. Either by trying to be in our apartment or a hotel room for her lunch time sleep and trying to get her to bed at a 'reasonable' hour. At home she would normally have a 12pm sleep for a couple of hours and a 6.30pm bedtime. On the road this just wasn't possible. Many days she napped in the stroller or carrier, often for short intervals. Other days she had to nap on a train or a bus. Bedtimes were a bit random too.  If we were travelling it often wasn't possible to get dinner until 7pm or later and her bed time would just have to wait. We also travelled a bit at night and she would have to go off to sleep on a train, only to be woken a few hours later to be carted back to our Paris apartment in the cold and dark.

When we had been travelling for a few days in a row we would try and have some quiet days back in Paris to let her catch up on some sleep.  This meant we had to organise our sightseeing so that we didn't have her out all day in the cold, when she was tired.  Generally though, Miss A was a trooper. She happily ventured out in rain, hail, snow (and minimal sunshine) to see the sights of Europe. She would fall asleep when she was tired and had been seen sleeping while soaking wet and being snowed on!  She got used to being in a different bed every night and would often excitedly find her cot when we got to a new hotel room.  She got used to not always having food when she needed it. We always tried to keep a stash of biscuits on us for snacks (and way too many biscuits were consumed during the trip). She would happily eat a croissant or 3 too!. When we weren't in the apartment dinners were often late and she was very patient with waiting for food, often after her bed time. We won't talk about how little fruit and vegies she ate while we were away. Potatoes (fried or otherwise are vegetables right?).

The downsides of travelling with a baby........... firstly the stuff. You need lots of stuff! We always had to make sure we had several outfits when out for long periods as it wasn't fair to keep a small child in wet (or filthy) clothes. Given how often we got rained on she often got wet.  Plus, there are the sleeping bags, comforters, bottles, nappies, bibs, wipes and other bits and pieces that come along with a small child. Even when we packed light we had to take quite a few things with us just for Astrid.  We also had to carry the Astrid, which involved strollers, carriers and lugging a lot of weight. Thanks goodness for carriers which were often more convenient than strollers! One of the best things we did was use compression sacks. Great for compressing sleeping bags, blankies, nappies and other bulky items. As a bonus you can put your dirty and wet clothes in them when you are done and they keep space for all your shopping!

Second downside..... the lack of down time. If we were just travelling on our own, flights and train trips could be used to relax or catch up on sleep. When you have a small child this just doesn't happen and we were constantly entertaining her or trying to settle her to sleep. Even if we got her to sleep on a train or plane we were usually having to resettle or I was holding her while sleeping.  You also knew that no matter how late you went to bed, the small child-sized alarm clock would have you up pre-dawn the next day.

Third downside........ not always getting the time to do what you want to do. Museums with a toddler - forget it! We managed a few museums here and there but in reality asking a small child to sit still for any length of time is impossible so we would try and see what we really wanted in the shortest space of time and take it in turns to look at stuff while the other baby-wrangled.  We also couldn't do many things at night. While Astrid was pretty well behaved, keeping her up late at night to go sightseeing or to a show wasn't a sensible idea. We generally stayed in at night and if we wanted to do something we took it in turns to go out while the other stayed with the bub.

Fourth downside......... nappy changes! European cities are not big on baby friendly facilities. We came across bugger all baby facilities in our travels. Particularly in Paris, where any toilets are a rare commodity and you tend to have to pay to use them, and they are often questionably clean.  They also rarely contain change facilities. Even a shopping centre (of multiple levels and buildings) might have 1 change room. Most places had none. Good old McDonald's and Starbucks had a change facility about 50% of the time so we often ducked in for a quick nappy change. However, 90% of nappy changes were done alfresco. We changed nappies on park benches, up the Eiffel tower (under a staircase), in side alleys, in the stroller and in the rain, snow and cold! Astrid also experienced many high speed and high altitude nappy changes on trains, planes, up monuments and towers and at the highest railway station in the world (over looking a glacier).  We have no idea what parents with toilet training toddlers do about the lack of facilities.......

The upsides..... plenty! It was fantastic watching Astrid experience new things. She also really came out of her shell with all the travel. People also love little kids and we often had people fawning all over her. She was great for getting us pushed through lines, security screens and even immigration. Have a baby, no need to queue and no security screening required!  We had so many comments on how cute she is (and we agree) and it was lovely to see so many people excited to meet her.  We also did and saw things we wouldn't have done if we didn't have a little one.  We had fun at great parks (Paris parks, complete with puppet shows are amazing), went to the Zurich zoo in the snow, stopped at countless fantastic cafes for a croissant refueling.  We visited amazing toy stores and cute baby boutiques (yes Anto groaned every time I entered one!). We walked around for countless hours while she slept in the carrier or stroller, so she didn't wake...... often seeing things we wouldn't have otherwise seen. It was so much fun seeing things for the first time through her eyes as well as ours.  Even simple things like chasing pigeons in a Parisian park were extra special!

How to travel on planes, trains and buses with a little one:
We were really worried about all the travel we had to do and how Astrid would go on long trips. Particularly 30+ hour flights!  We shouldn't have worried too much as she was really good most of the time. When overtired she had her moments of being cranky but 99% of the time she was good. I honestly think that the parents worry about the kids behaviour more than other passengers.  We went with the 'whatever keeps her happy philosophy' and let her watch tv on the tablet (Playschool was the winner) and let her eat constant snacks. So yes many biscuits were eaten, but in the end it doesn't matter. She would generally settle into watching some tv and eating some food. We would also play with toys we had with us and look out the windows at things we could see.  When possible walks up and down the aisles helped.  Even a walk to a nappy change was a good change of scenery.

We also tried to stick to her routine as much as possible. If it got to bed/sleep time we would pop her in her sleeping bag and give her her comforter and try and get her off to sleep.  This usually worked although we had a couple of times that a lot of screaming ensued, at which point we gave up and let her play so as not to annoy other passengers.  We always took snacks with us and heaps of nappies, and changes of clothes for the inevitable spills. We took a few small toys on long trips but she was generally happy to play with a  piece of paper, a magazine or the headphones.

Long flights were actually easier than short flights. The longer flights were bigger planes with more opportunity to walk around. We would also be seated in a bulkhead so she could play at our feet when the seatbelt sign was off.  On long flights we could settle her to sleep for big chunks of the flight. Short flights she was confined to our laps with nowhere to go. Short flights were often over 3 hours and this could be tough! Food is a great distractor :) and she would inevitably only fall asleep as we were about to land. Trains were pretty good. Lots of space to move around and things to look at out the window. Buses were difficult as there was usually nowhere to go, little space and the trips weren't long enough to get her to have much sleep.

Our other tip is to use a small baby carrier like the ergo. Walks around train stations and airports are often very long and involve stairs, luggage and dangerous situations (well train stations at least). If we kept her confined in the ergo we could move around easily and she was contained. It is easy to get on and off even when squished between seats in a plane or train and folds down to nothing. You do have to take them off for security screening, which is a pain when you have a sleeping baby, but we could also use the ergo to keep her still when on trains. Sometimes strapping her to one of us when she was tired made her stay still long enough to fall asleep!

Lastly, our mantra, was that 'we don't know anyone and we will never see these people again'. We figured if she was truly feral then they would just whinge about it to every person they met for the next 10 years, but we would never know.  Luckily I don't think she disgraced herself, and we mostly got comments on how good and cute she was!

.....and just for the record once we were home Astrid has settled into a good routine again. Has given up most of her bad habits easily and is actually eating fruit and vegies again! We kind of figured this would happen but it's always worrying when you think you might have undone good parenting work by relaxing the rules while travelling.  Turns out she can tell the difference between home and travel rules. Doesn't stop her from asking for a biscuit every time she gets in a car or the stroller though :)

Our best and worst - Nic
Best: Hotel - for luxury, Sofitel Heathrow Airport, London, for style and charm, Huyze Weyne B&B in Bruges. Honorable mentions though to the Boutique Hotel View in Amsterdam and Hotel St Josef in Zurich
Worst: Hotel - I think the Shaftesbury in London as the staff were just so surly and unhelpful. The Merkur hotel in Interlaken, Switzerland is the runner up though as it was old, tired and very noisy but the staff were lovely and the breakfast nice so it wasn't that bad overall.
Best: Train trip - the day we did the Swiss alps to Jungfraujoch. Amazing scenery! I did love the trip back from Zurich to Paris in the snow though, travelling at 300km/h hurtling through snow at sunset and drinking wine.
Worst: Train trip - the trip from Stockholm to Karlstad in Sweden. Long, crowded, noisy and a very tired and cranky baby.  The trip from Brussels to Bruges was similar but not as long. All other train trips were great so it's hard to pick a bad one.
Best: Thing about travelling with a baby - watching her experience new places, new things and new foods, priceless!
Worst: Thing about travelling with a baby - no down time and no breaks, ever!
3 highlights of the trip: Hard to narrow it down to 3.......  One of the first mornings in Paris when Astrid woke early and we were out pre-dawn walking by the Seine, around the Louvre and down to the Eiffel Tower as the sun rose, stopping for some morning croissant and coffee. Walking around Bruges in the freezing cold, with all the Christmas lights on, it almost snowing, horses and carriages clip-clopping around the streets and stopping to drink Belgium hot-chocolate. Watching Astrid play in the snow for the first time ever and having a ball at the highest point in Europe at Jungfrau Joch, Switzerland........ and a fourth because I couldn't resist - walking around Mont St Michel in Normandy in the dark with noone around when it was quiet and all lit up. Totally magical!
Worst moment of the trip: When Astrid was really sick in Paris and we had to get her to a doctor who could speak English. Runner up would have been realising we had lost the passports, we were cold and tired and had to go back to Bruges to get them.
Best parenting moment: so many it's hard to pick but just seeing how much fun Astrid was having and how excited she was at all the new adventures. How well she travelled made me very proud.
Worst parenting moment: Probably the flight from Stockholm to Paris which was late, crowded and we had an overtired child who would not settle and screamed, kicked, bit and generally was miserable for 2 hours until falling asleep on us half an hour before landing.Two exhausted adults and an over-it toddler was not a good combo!
Place I want to go back to: So many, but Zurich, Switzerland is on the list as somewhere we have to see again.  I would love to visit Amsterdam, Brussels, Bruges, and Paris again too though....... oh and the Loire valley in France.
Place I am not keen on ever visiting again: probably Geneva. I was so looking forwards to it and it underwhelmed me. I also am not in a rush to go back to Luxembourg. It was interesting but I don't think it's worth a second visit.
Best meal (s): I had so many good ones but the 5 course dinner that was 19 Euro in Bruges Belgium is hard to beat! The meal at Shalstromsgarden, Sweden with Bjorn and Linnea was also extremely memorable, as was the cheese and mushroom fondue we had in Luzern, Switzerland.
Worst meal: probably the greasy spring rolls from a takeaway in London
Best chocolate: definitely anything in Belgium although some of the truffles from our street in Paris were damn good.
Best waffles: our first lunch in Gent, Belgium - with chocolate sauce and rich vanilla icecream.
Best Crepe: Anto's home made crepes in our Parisian apartment were awesome but for atmosphere the crepes we got from a takeaway vendor and ate by the Seine on a cold morning while listening to an accordian player and drinking hot coffee can't be beaten.
Best patisserie: anything from our street in Paris but I adored the Ideale Pistache and Gateaux Opera.
Would I do it again: In a heartbeat. We are already thinking about our next big European adventure!


Our best and worst - Anto
Best Hotel: - luxury Sofitel Heathrow Airport, London. For Style and charm the Boutique Hotel View in Amsterdam, for a great room, wonderful surroundings (including a big dog for Astrid to meet) and the best host you could ever come across Huyze Weyne B&B in Bruges
Worst Hotel:  The Shaftesbury in London was pretty bad as far as the (female) staff go, which was annoying because aside from being pokey it could have been a fairly pleasant place to stay. Followed closely by The Merkur hotel in Interlaken, Switzerland - not that there was much wrong - just noisy un-homely & with an annoying pushed together single beds arrangement with a huge wooden bed frame constantly annoying you out of sleep. However the staff were really nice & the breaky was good. It must be a testament to whoever did the hotel research just how good most of our accommodation was :)
Best Train trip: for tourist value Jungfrau Joch in Switzerland - constantly climbing up the mountains with no end of scenery was amazing. For constantly breaking my brain the 80 minute high speed to Brussels - how you can be in an entirely different country - with different culture, languages etc in 1 hour 20 minutes from our apartment still makes my head spin. For cinematic effect the Zurich to Paris - standing on the platform watching the (heavy) snow fluttering down followed by flying through the countryside looking at the snow covered scenery was just magical (and once you are on the train it was warm :)
Worst Train trip: The only one that was not really good was the first trip in Sweden - a older noisier crowded train with a fairly grumpy bub - the only saving factor was Bjorn (now known as 'Bjorn Man') who met us on the train & for some reason became Astrid's favourite person within about 30 seconds.
Best thing about travelling with a baby: Skipping lines! Plus you have a ready excuse to play with all kinds of things you otherwise would have to avoid.
Worst thing about travelling with a baby: 24 hour a day restrictions - everything was organised around Astrid with quite a few things just not done because it was just going to be too painful / difficult to organise.
3 highlights of the trip: The Alps of Switzerland - while I could take or leave the high altitude the trip up was spectacular. Visiting the Zurich zoo in the snow - so very different from the kind of experience that we would get in Australia. Walking around in the dark in the North(ish) of Sweden looking up at the stars (it was probably 4.30pm :)
Worst moment of the trip: Hauling the (excess) luggage from Paris to London on my own - mostly the Paris end - once on the train it was fine.
Best parenting moment:  People telling us they didn't even realise that Astrid was on a flight, train etc - How well she behaved (in public) most of the time was amazing.
Worst parenting moment: The bribery - at times it was just so much easier to bribe with food etc than 'do the right thing' trying to keep her quiet and happy in difficult situations was a challenge.
Place I want to go back to: Most of them :p Another visit to Amsterdam, Zurich and the Loire Valley, France would have to be on the cards - Absolutely Paris.
Place I am not keen on ever visiting again: For me Brussels - although the Chocolate could lure me back and London, for it's expense without class - although once again there is enough stuff to do that I'm sure I will be lured again.
Best meal (s): Mussles in Brussels round one (chez Leon) where Astrid and I ate like kings. The 'set menu' in Bruges was something so very different and so good that it would have to be on the list - although the 'meaty' version at 23 Euro was so much worse value than Nic's 19 Euro vegie version :) For best 'unusual' meal the 'picnic' we had on our London hotel room floor with things from Mark & Spencers express at Heathrow - which demonstrated that when the British put their minds to it they can create good quality tasty food at a very reasonable price.
Worst meal: Indian in Interlarken - and not just because it rhymes. Coming from Australia where our immigrants seem to have carried with them excellent cuisine I was a tad let down by the Swiss version. That and they appear to not have access to (cheap) vegetables most of the year meaning the dishes were missing the stuff that would normally fill them out.    That being said it was still edible and took little effort to obtain - as a generalisation the food everywhere was fairly high quality & picking somewhere to be 'worst' was a fair exercise.
Best Chocolate: Neuhaus in Belgium, although the hot chocolate in the snow in Bruges is pretty much up there.
Best Waffles: I had less experience with this than other members of the party :p however the last lunch in Gent at a little tucked away place would win it for me.
Best Crepe: Has to be the crape eaten on the bridge just up from Notre Dame, accompanied with a shot of espresso and an accordion playing in the background - I don't know if it tasted the best (it probably did) but it was the full Paris experience.
Best Beer: The 'local' at Mont St. Michel - which was only improved by sitting near a nice fire out of the weather.
Best Patisserie: Gateaux Opera from the Patisserie across the road from our apartment - although that one time there wasn't quite enough gold dust on the Macaroon almost dropped it down the list - see the things that you can fault when surrounded by quality!
Would I do it again: In a heartbeat - I'm sure that if there wasn't a mortgage to pay I would have spent the last 3 weeks of the trip convincing Nic that we could stay longer.


Most useful travel items, gadgets and apps:

  • the compression sacks. You just roll them to squeeze the air out and they save heaps of space and keep your dirty clothes away from other clothes
  • phone apps for public transport. We used one for the Paris metro that gave us all the connections and times and it made it super easy. There was a similar one for the London tube. Other countries had websites you could use to figure all your connections. It makes life very easy!
  • Tripit - an itinerary organising program (and web-site), while it 'looks' fairly dull we lost count of the number of times refer to our phones to verify travel details etc. Heaps easier than hunting though paper. It also updates from email confirmations and it was great for referring to flight, train and tour times while on the go. It also kept all the hotel details sorted. We gave 'read' access to family at home so they could see where we were at any given time should they need to contact us.
  • Tripadvisor - for 'real world' reviews it is a great resource - you can fairly easily sort through which hotels you should just avoid and which are hidden gems. There is a note of caution - you need to read the comments on reviews to make sure they match your expectations. Frequently people would down rate an otherwise good looking hotel / museum / thing for something we would not be bothered by - the same thing happens with people up-voting for trivial reasons. That all being said it's a fabulous resource.
  • GPS and google maps on our phones. You can get walking directions from any point to another and even create walking routes. It makes it hard to get lost! The downfall was when walking city streets with lots of high buildings as it often couldn't get an accurate signal. It was so good to rarely have to use paper maps.
  • an ergo for quick trips and the big carrier for long days of walking. We did use our stroller for a lot of walks around Paris but we wouldn't have taken it if we had of been on the move more, but it was convenient for the type of trip we did.

Things lost and gained along the way:

Lost:
  • A glove of Nic's at Zurich zoo
  • Astrid's shoe on a tram in Amsterdam
  • A bottle of Astrid's left at Bjorn's house in Sweden
  • The passports at the B&B in Bruges, Belgium (although we did get these back)
  • Nic's hat on a train in between Ghent and Brussels, Belgium
  • about 2kg each for Nic and Anto (yes we ate ALL that food and still lost weight). For the record Astrid gained about a kilo!
Gained:
  • 72 kg of luggage. We left with 58kg (3 checked bags, 3 onboard bags and a stroller) and came back with 130kg (6 checked bags, 3 onboard bags and a stroller).

.......and our thoughts on Paris:
we went to heaps of wonderful places but we spent the most time in Paris. Anto was keen to go to Paris. I wasn't resistant to the idea but I wasn't sure whether I wanted to spend so much time there compared to moving around.  I wondered whether Paris was over-rated. Well, we loved it! Paris is, well Paris! It is spectacular to walk around and soak up the Parisian culture. Living in an apartment in a bustling residential area made it so much easier to immerse ourselves in the Parisian lifestyle, it was amazing that in just under two months we started to look at some of the things back in Australia as strange and unsusual. Oh and the food. the pastries, breads and wine was to die for!

Trip stats:
Days: 60
Countries visited: 8
Cities visited: 16
Flights: 10
Days with long regional or international train trips: 16
Days with local trains, buses and trams: about 55!
Distance travelled: 40,603km (as recorded by tripit)
Distance walked: about 700km (we didn't record all our walking but based on what we recorded this seems a fair estimate, we wore through some boot soles!).
Fun had: too much too count!



Saturday, December 8, 2012

1 December - In Bruges..........

Blog by both Nic and Anto......

 In Bruges...... just like the movie (of the same name), but without all the chasing around and killing....... if you haven't seen the movie I'm referring to, then you won't understand but it's a good watch (and set in Bruges).

We all enjoyed our comfy room at the B& B and Astrid did wake a bit before 7am, which was annoying but not unexpected. We had booked our breaky for 8am so we pottered around and had yet more showers in the enormous shower before heading to breakfast, downstairs.  Luckily we were the only guests eating at that hour, which allowed Astrid to be loud and annoying without disturbing anyone. We had a gorgeous breakfast of cereals, breads, toasts, jams, cheeses, meats, yoghurt and freshly cooked eggs. It was all delightful and in a lovely room overlooking the B&B garden. Full of food and coffee we rugged up and headed into the crisp Bruges morning.

It wasn't the coldest we've been, but it was very, very fresh. Probably only just above zero. We had the usual battle with Astrid about mittens but we had her in the snowsuit so at least most of her was staying warm. She would take the mittens off and get really upset when her hands were getting cold. Our hands were freezing through gloves, so I'm not surprised.

We decided to take a different walking route and see some of the parts of Bruges we hadn't yet seen. It was a beautiful still morning and the canals were just gorgeous. The old buildings were lovely and frosty and all the Christmas decorations up made everything very festive. We managed to see a few different churches and quite a few of the canals we hadn't seen the previous day.  We also managed to find our obligatory European white swans that we seem to find in every city we visit.



We amused Astrid with watching the horses and carriages that would regularly come clip-clopping past. It was tempting to take her on a ride but it was pretty expensive and it was so cold that we weren't sure she would enjoy it.  If they did a 10 minute version rather than the 30 minute rides we would have been more keen. It was fun watching them gallop around the city squares though.  Obviously it was a good day for horses as they were all lined up in the Markt ready to go, far more than we had seen the previous day.


We had seen many chocolate shops of interest, some the same as Brussels so we were more keen on seeing the more local artisan versions.  So much lovely hand made chocolate and much of it at reasonable prices, but our bags are over flowing with chocolate already so we didn't buy too much. We found lovely take away hot chocolates from one of the shops and enjoyed that while walking around the chilly streets. A perfect way to warm up.  Astrid is devoted to chocolate (pretty much like her dad) and everywhere we walk she cries 'choc, choc, choc', so hard for her to understand why she can't eat all of them!


After a little more walking we were getting cold and it was close to our checkout time so we had a scenic walk back to our B&B and bid them farewell. A fabulous place to stay and we wish we could have stayed longer.  This time we decided to catch the bus from the end of the street that conveniently took us straight to the train station. Much better than the 20+ minute walk rolling bags. We also managed to find a train going to Ghent only minutes after we arrived at the train station.  Sadly it was an inter-regional train rather than the inter-city and we didn't realise this meant it took twice as long.

We boarded the pretty much empty train. Astrid was getting grumpy as it was sleep time, so it was for the best that there wasn't anyone around for her to annoy. Our bags also took up a sizable portion of the carriage so it being empty was a double bonus. We seemed to stop at every town between Bruges and Ghent, so it wasn't a quick journey (just under an hour) but we did get to see some nice looking towns and countryside on our travels.  Once in Ghent we discovered the train station was lacking lifts and escalators so we had to negotiate steps which was an annoyance with all the gear.  Finally out of the train station we located the trams and made our way onto the first available tram heading to the central station (the trains inconveniently stop at the train station outside the main city area, and we weren't keen on a 3km walk with bags in the freezing cold). The tram was quite efficient and our first impression of Ghent was that it wasn't as small as we first thought. We had thought it smaller than Bruges but it seemed to have quite a lot of shopping strips and we knew it had a huge university population so it is a reasonable size. It has a population of 600,000 and covers an area of 1,200 square kilometres and is the fourth largest city in Belgium, so not the small town we had imagined!

Once off the train it was about 150 metre walk to our hotel, bonus!  And then the day went pear shaped......... We were checking into the hotel and we couldn't find our passports. Anto then realised he had left them in the drawer at the Bruges B&B.  We seem to have absolutely no luck with passports this trip and the tireder we get the more silly things we are doing.  Totally exhausted and annoyed with ourselves we didn't have any options but to go back and get them.  We contacted the B&B owner to alert her to what had happened and in the meantime went and got some lunch as we were all tired and hungry. At this point Anto couldn't find his hat and scarf and we wondered where we left them........ only to open our hotel door to find them sitting on top of our bags, that were still in the corridor and had been there for half an hour. Told you we were tired, we didn't even realise we had left our bags in the corridor!

Astrid was in desperate need of both food and sleep but her cot was not in the room when we checked in, so we elected to try and solve the food problem. Luckily, immediately outside our hotel were a stack of food options. We chose a 'lunch house' that offered reasonable options and Anto got a tasty beef stew cooked in a local stout like beer, which came with chips. He declared it delicious. Astrid had a croque monsieur which she didn't eat a great deal of (despite normally loving) so I ate her salad. I had tried to order waffles but they seemed unwilling to give me dessert with main course so I had to wait. Annoying when we were in a hurry.  I did finally get my waffles, which were deliciously covered in lovely vanilla icecream and freshly melted chocolate. Astrid and Anto snaffled a reasonable 'tasting' of them and I think they were the best waffles I've had yet.  Sadly no photos of today's food as we were too distracted by the passport issue to remember.

Back to the hotel and they had helpfully put a fold out bed in our room instead of a cot. Unable to quickly rectify the problem I managed to get Astrid to sleep on our bed with only about 10 minutes of resistance. Given it was already mid-afternoon I was hopeful she would get some rest so we could make something of the day.  The cot finally arrived and was installed without waking the sleeping lion and Anto headed back to Bruges while I stayed with the tired one.

Anto's outing while held at high speeds, was fairly dull and boring - in Belgium they have a fully integrated public transport system, the Belgian rail website lets you search based on addresses and calculates all the connections for you - it makes it really easy, but takes the fear & surprise factors our of the equation. Having learnt our lesson with the regional train I found the express back to Bruges. 26 odd minutes later I was deposited at the platform, called our incredibly helpful host who had helpfully offered to drop by the station with all our precious documents - about 5 minutes later she showed up on a bike, in the almost sleet like snow. While I was waiting I watched the line for the ice magic ice sculpture show - and noticed that although it was -6C inside the show the people outside didn't need to change their attire on the way through because with the wind chill it was probably about the same temperature outside. Once the documents were safely locked away it was a simple matter to wander back to the train station walk onto the waiting train and be whisked back to where I started from expecting to hear stories of all the fun the girls had been up to.....

Astrid had a good 1.5 hour sleep and I had planned to go for a short walk outside for some sight seeing while waiting for Anto to return. Once out it was very, very cold and despite being rugged up she wasn't very happy about it. Every time she took her mittens off she screamed so we did a quick lap around our vicinity and saw the Belfort tower and some other impressive buildings lit up in the approaching twilight (and near snow like conditions) before heading back to the hotel where we could both warm up.


Anto returned from Bruges, with passports and we debated dinner options.  We decided to abandon sightseeing for the day. It was now raining (and probably snowing) out and everyone was tired so we went for the supermarket dinner option as going out seemed like a bad idea. Astrid was tired and I wasn't feeling well and we all wanted an early night. Anto procured some bread, meat, butter, cheese and salad for us and we had a picnic on our hotel room floor.  The adults got wine and chips for dessert.......... lets just say that it is currently 9pm and the small child is still not willing to sleep (waaaay overtired and being a little petulant) so we are sitting in the foyer of our room ignoring her and drinking wine.

Edited to add that she did *eventually* go to sleep but it was way too late and quite a lot of wine was needed to cope with the day that was had!

Thursday, December 6, 2012

30 November - Farewell to our Parisian home, hello Belgium!

We set our alarm for 7am to make an early get away from Paris. Of course Miss Astrid picked this day to sleep in, and we crept around trying to get packed up without waking her. Our plan was to get out of the apartment with plenty of time for some relaxed coffee and croissant at the train station. Best laid plans always come unstuck. Despite having packed what we thought was most of the luggage earlier in the week, to send to London, we kept finding more things. At one point last night we thought we should have a spare bag. Somehow things kept appearing out of cupboards and drawers and our bags rapidly filled up. Once Miss Astrid woke up packing and cleaning up became more difficult as she repeatedly unpacked for us and helpfully packed (hid) our phones in bags. In the end we just threw everything into whatever bag we could find and loaded up and tried to get out so we didn't miss our 9am train.

We usually use either the carrier or the ergo for train trips as the stroller is a pain. However we couldn't easily get the stroller to London so we still had it with us........plus about 6 small bags. Getting them all down our windy stairs was a pain. We didn't even have time to bid our Parisian home au revoir properly but it had been a good home for the past (almost) 2 months. We were totally over the tiny bathroom and the tiny bed though. Especially since the bed collapses every time you move on it and we spend most of our time sleeping on a slope. Aside from that though it has been great and we LOVED the area we were located in.

Anyway, we trudged off to the metro station with all our gear. On the way we tried to stop and give away a bag of left over food items to one of the many homeless people. We picked one at random and she refused our offer and we didn't have time to go looking for another person so we left it in a nearby bin. The homeless tend to go through the bins, so we figured someone would end up with it. It was all packaged up nicely and I'm sure they would have appreciated the biscuits, fruit, yoghurt and other bits and pieces. Once at the metro station it was another giant pain to get all the bags, the stroller and Astrid down to the gates. We were again contemplating how to pass them all through the tiny gates when a metro officer helpfully let us through one of the doors rather than having to pass heavy things over turnstiles. Once on the metro it was a quick trip through to Gare du Nord (we know the way very well!), and it's easy to manage bags with the escalators and flat layout of Gare du Nord.



We located our train platform and Anto headed off to obtain coffee and croissants for breakfast. We ended up eating them standing up (or in the stroller for Astrid) surrounded by our bags, not the relaxing 'farewell Paris  breaky we were hoping for but still yummy none the less. Astrid hoovered an entire pain au chocolat and most of her parents croissant aux almondes too. Our train to Brussels was announced as running 5 minutes late, but mysteriously appeared seemingly on time and once
we boarded it took off pretty much bang on time. This was our last day travelling on the Eurail pass so we thought we'd enjoy first class, but it was again pretty full. We were in a 4-way booth with a nice Asian couple who didn't seem too worried by the small child invading their space. Being a Thalys train we got served a snack during the trip, which was more croissant and coffee. But you can never have too much! Luckily the trip through to Brussels is only 1 hr 20 mins and by the time Astrid was distracted with food (she still doesn't understand why it takes the man so long to get from the other end of the carriage to her end with her food) and a nappy change we were in Brussels.

Brussels train station has been freezing every time we have been there. Today was no exception. coming into Brussels there was so much frost it looked like snow and it was bitterly cold. It couldn't have been much above zero and it felt icy. Inside wasn't much better. We had decided during the train ride that we needed another suitcase or we were going to be over our bag limit for our flight out Sunday night. We scoured the train station for a bag and found a few options. They weren't too badly priced and we figured buying one now would save wasting our sightseeing time later looking for a bag. So we ended up being 'those people' buying a huge suitcase and emptying their bags into suitcases at the train station.

With the bag situation more under control and our next train due in, we headed out into the cold, and it was still cold! Astrid was not keeping her mittens on much to our annoyance. Our train to Bruges was running late and there appeared to be people on the platform piled 10 deep. This was a train without reserved seats and we had a mountain of luggage and a stroller to get on, so it wasn't looking good. Sure enough, once the train turned up it was already partially full and hundreds of people were getting on. Entitled to a first class seat, that cabin looked slightly emptier so we headed there and only just managed to haul all our gear on before the train took off. There were people standing everywhere and luggage piled up in the vestibules. I took Astrid into a cabin hoping to get a seat as I wasn't keen on her standing in the stairs for the hour train ride. I don't mind standing but she ends up falling and hurting herself if she is on the ground and I can't physically hold her for that long. Typically no one was looking keen on giving me a seat until a nice older gentleman gave up his seat. It is always older men or women who give up their seats, never the young people. We have noticed this on the metros in Paris too.

Once sitting Astrid was keen on finding dad, who was still standing with all our luggage, in the foyer of the carriage with a bunch of British people. Once she figured out where he was she took to trying to get the attention of everyone in our carriage. Once the ticket inspectors went through and kicked out all the people who didn't have first class tickets, many seats magically opened up and more people ended up standing between carriages. A rather silly situation but seemingly large fines were threatened. In the end Anto got a seat and heaps of people were trying to dodge the ticket inspectors and repeatedly sitting then standing.

 After just under an hour we pulled into Bruges and got off the train and were pleased to find it was cold but not as bad as Brussels. We headed off walking to our B&B, which was only about 1.6km away. Not too bad except when wheeling/carrying bags and navigating old cobblestone streets. Cobblestones and wheelie bags aren't good friends! Astrid had immediately fallen asleep and we even managed to get her mittens onto her. Once out of the vicinity of the train station we started seeing the 'fairytale' buildings and canals of Bruges. It is indeed very pretty.

On a mission to get checked in we decided to admire as we walked and take photos later. B&B was located and they had our room ready. This is another winner as far as hotels go. A beautiful recently renovated property, lovely big rooms, tastefully decorated and an enormous bathroom and walk in shower. Luxury!! We wished we were staying longer. It is also a bargain compared to most other hotels. While we checked in and stored bags Astrid stayed sleeping in her stroller. We figured the chances of getting her upstairs and into her cot still asleep weren't good so we headed out for a walk with her still sleeping.


Our general plan for Bruges was to walk around and admire the sights. It's a pretty small place and only takes 30-40 minutes to walk from one side to the other. The whole Bruges area has around 120,000 residents but only 20,000 live in the historic centre. Of course if you are us you can manage to walk 10+km's easily and only see about a quarter of it because you continually walk in circles......... We seem good at that! I was thinking that Bruges had probably been over-rated in the prettyness stakes. Some places we have been so far have been so pretty that it was going to be hard to better. The buildings are so pretty and the main square is lovely, especially with all the Christmas lights up, and the horse drawn carriages.

The main square 'Markt' also has a Christmas ice skating rink up and it's all lit up with pretty lights! The Belfort tower is one of the most impressive we've seen and the Post Office is mighty impressive. We wandered the streets around the main square and checked out some of the grand churches while Miss A slept.



We had been warned repeatedly not to eat in the Markt as it is a tourist trap so we wandered some nearby streets window shopping and looking for food options We found a few places that looked really interesting and reasonably priced, mixed in with some that were some that would break the bank. We found a place that we liked and thought would look like a good option for dinner so we asked about booking for tonight. They weren't that sure about us having a baby with us and seemed keen on us coming at 6pm which suited us.

Dinner sorted we decided to find Anto some mussels for lunch. Around the corner was a nice pub type place and it was packed with locals so we decided to head there. Anto got some mussels and beer (he has been hanging out for more mussels and beer), Astrid, freshly awake and in a good mood, got a kids meal of meatballs in a tomato-cream sauce with apple sauce and some chips. I got the only vegetarian option of a tomato, basil and mozzarella panini. Mine was acceptable but Anto and Astrid lucked out. Astrid was being a bit silly and not wanting to eat much despite Anto declaring her meatballs fantastic. She did eventually eat some meatball, simultaneously covered in apple sauce and creamy-tomato sauce. For once she wasn't keen on the chips. She did enjoy colouring in her place mat though! We were drooling over the cakes, waffles and desserts coming out of the kitchen but Astrid was getting antsy and driving us a bit bonkers so we thought we should get out quickly.


 We headed back out into the chilly afternoon and discovered the sun had come out. We walked over to the choco-story museum, which gives a history of chocolate from Aztec times to modern times and demonstrations of chocolate making. It was quite interesting reading bits of it and seeing old fashioned chocolate molds and machines. We also liked seeing the impressive chocolate creations being made. Astrid mostly enjoyed cuddles from other museum visitors and stuffing her face with the free chocolates that were being handed out.

All chocolate-ed out we headed back towards our B&B for a quick rest. It was now after 4pm and getting dark. All the Christmas lights were coming on and we enjoyed a bit more window shopping. We managed to find our way back and enjoyed the comforts of our room for about an hour while we thought about having to go out for more food.

We were all tired and weary so an early night would have been nice but we needed to get food at any rate so head out we did. Of course we hadn't managed to write down the name of the restaurant we had booked for dinner...... that would be too sensible! We were a bit tired and we had found it twice so we thought we wouldn't have an issue finding it again. Um, yeah that was a good theory! we knew it was near one of the churches and around the corner from the place we went to lunch. We found both the church and the lunch place but we walked around blocks multiple times without finding the dinner place. Unlike Paris, Bruges is actually dark at night. Really dark, everything looks different too. We must have walked around every block 6 times and it was 6.20 and we were about to give up when we finally found it! Astrid had fallen asleep in the ergo but was happy to be woken up for dinner.

The restaurant was a cute little patisserie come restaurant and did set menus and had heaps of really interesting food, including fantastic vegetarian options. I had a 4 course set menu, for 19 Euro. Yes 19 Euro (about $22 Australian)..... and it was awesome food. A starter of a pumpkin fritter (similiar to a samosa), an entree of home made soup with sage ravioli with a Parmesan crostini and fresh baked bread. A main of pastry with 5 different root vegetables and chestnuts. Then dessert was a warm apple cake. All of it was divine (and it was more food than I could possibly eat). We also got extras like home baked Parmesan biscuits and chocolates with our coffee.

 Anto had a poached halibut tart with beetroot and some homemade puff pastry, a main course of turkey osso bucco with some wonderfully cooked root vegies and a desert of a passionfruit tart with a thin coating of coco dusted chocolate. We finally found a way to keep Astrid from eating chocolate, put it in close combination with a fruit! We also had a lovely bottle of Italian wine (Bruges not exactly being know for the ability to grow grapes).

Astrid mostly ate bits of bread and played with the wooden spoons they served the Parmesan biscuits on. She refused to try any of our food and didn't even go for dessert, except the chocolate. Today we were too tired to care and she is hardly fading away. We were the only people in the restaurant until after mains, which was for the best since we didn't have to worry about disturbing anyone.

 

 Once our amazing dinner was over we headed back out and looked at a few of the pretty lights. It would have been nice to walk through the main square and maybe have some gluwein they were selling that smelt delicious, but we were all buggered so we headed back to the B&B and enjoyed the large shower. Astrid finally got to sleep and we did yet another bag repack and looked forward to a good nights sleep in our comfy bed.