It was difficult to give away a hour from my sleep, and knowing that it only will be given me back in 6 months when I already forgot it, and nobody knows if I will need it at that time, But with a cost I got up from the bed. In the morning after a Belgium breakfast with a divine bread and cheeses we filled up our stores of energy and again went to the road, now looking for Bruges. Funny that outside the house, the Sunday morning I found the same as in London, rarely we can cross with any soul wandering around, all the people must be on the bed recovering from Saturday night or just practicing the best habit of the humanity- laziness.
In two hours we arrived in a secular city of Bruges, It is one of my preferred cities in Belgium, with a mix of canals that surrounds the city, a Cathedral that will not ashamed any capital of the world, Cyclists that reinforce its medieval features. Firstly we attacked the city by a shortcut that for its quietness looked more like Wrabczyn in Poland, but after twenty minutes of a lovely walk we were in the hub, the main street close to the main plaze. There, we all agree that it was time for a lunch and quickly we pull to a restaurant in the main square, unfortunately without checking the menu, Thus, we got the risk of paying 9 Euros for a bottle of water, Of course for such a price we could not leave any drop of the liquid inside that gold bottle.
Recovered we went to discover the city, now already with Olivia awoke and ready to depart. The streets are very beautiful with all the houses different from each other but with a lot of character. When, we faced the first harbourage where the boats that cruises the canal are ported, Filipa and Luis offered us a tickets to experiment the course in the river. The trip was great and Oliwia was laughing all the course and me with such an emotions I could not avoid hypoglycaemia. In the middle of that I was so happy that I thought again to myself I still want to have many more times like that, in family and with happiness.
Today in the evening I confess I was happy but very tired, Just another note of a blind man in the rail station that where we needed to go to find a toilet before we go to our car and come back to Brussels. I sat down just beside him while I was waiting for Justyna and Filipa inside the toilets and I closed also my eyes and I was thinking what kind of things this man should do to entertain himself as he cannot look around and then activated is thoughts, But without the possibility of see it would be the intensive songs that were around that should be the mobile and stimulis to his thoughts, He was very serene and I think happy as well.
In two hours we arrived in a secular city of Bruges, It is one of my preferred cities in Belgium, with a mix of canals that surrounds the city, a Cathedral that will not ashamed any capital of the world, Cyclists that reinforce its medieval features. Firstly we attacked the city by a shortcut that for its quietness looked more like Wrabczyn in Poland, but after twenty minutes of a lovely walk we were in the hub, the main street close to the main plaze. There, we all agree that it was time for a lunch and quickly we pull to a restaurant in the main square, unfortunately without checking the menu, Thus, we got the risk of paying 9 Euros for a bottle of water, Of course for such a price we could not leave any drop of the liquid inside that gold bottle.
Recovered we went to discover the city, now already with Olivia awoke and ready to depart. The streets are very beautiful with all the houses different from each other but with a lot of character. When, we faced the first harbourage where the boats that cruises the canal are ported, Filipa and Luis offered us a tickets to experiment the course in the river. The trip was great and Oliwia was laughing all the course and me with such an emotions I could not avoid hypoglycaemia. In the middle of that I was so happy that I thought again to myself I still want to have many more times like that, in family and with happiness.
Today in the evening I confess I was happy but very tired, Just another note of a blind man in the rail station that where we needed to go to find a toilet before we go to our car and come back to Brussels. I sat down just beside him while I was waiting for Justyna and Filipa inside the toilets and I closed also my eyes and I was thinking what kind of things this man should do to entertain himself as he cannot look around and then activated is thoughts, But without the possibility of see it would be the intensive songs that were around that should be the mobile and stimulis to his thoughts, He was very serene and I think happy as well.
Bye as now I will focus full time to Tudo sobre mi Madre from Pedro Almodovar
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OLÁ boa note Helder
Entâo pelo que vi das fotos mais ciclista do que marinheiro.
Uma boa semana e continuaçâo de boa disposiçâo na companhia dos amigos e das girls
um abraço e beijocas para elas hehe
jorge
(hoje estou como guarda nocturno)
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