bruges

how lovely is that? people houses were hanging over the canal, it's so pretty. all these pictures are in a weird order.

ignore my face please. ignore my face on most of these

again, ignore my face. and my incredibly neeky brother. we ate full lobsters and oysters, which are disgusting. everyone in belgium is so nice, and when they give you tea, the give you a glass of hot water and you do it yourself and they give you cake along with it. they don't do that in england :(

most of the day we just looked at old belgian buildings and went to art galleries, so it was a pretty cultural weekend

mmmm i love this

i love the little alleyways as well, everyone goes round on bikes there

pretty things i wasn't allowed to get. my dad was being stingy, i really wanted a lace parasole, so i could walk around in the sun looking like i've come out of the victorian times, but i'm "already odd enough" according to mon pere, so i just got a pretty little tapestry-esque purse.

we went all the way up that tower, and we saw the whole of bruges for miles around

i like

typical ferry picture

anyway, it was a really nice holiday actually, even though my brother just picked at me constantly and my dad got us lost, and we missed the market, AND we couldn't go to the salvador dali gallery, which i really wanted to see; we went to other galleries though, so it was ok.

i'm glad to hear nothing to spicy went down while i was away, and tomorrow i'm just going to have a day of sloth and doing nothing, before school starts again. but then in two weeks, i'm off to le beau paris!