Well, Bruges is beautiful! Every street is like a scene from a postcard. As soon as we arrived (after the nightmare journey), we found a pub in the main square and passed the whole afternoon drinking beer and eating waffles. Little did we know, that Lucy's *speaking English to foreign people voice* sounds very very similar to Flemish. Our running joke was that Lucy was fluent and should do all the translating for us.(Perhaps luckily) Belgians seem to speak better...

So we have arrived in bruges but not before an absolute mission to get here - we thought we were going to have to phone in the yanks to save us half between france and belgium again! We were ready nice and early (lucy in her appropriate travelling maxi dress and sandals combo) and went to a cafe in paris between our hotel and the station to stock up on croissants. I then had a panic attack thinking i had left my ticket in the hotel room. We soon realised it was...