Today was actually the day. It started when I woke up at 7:30 in the morning and soup that it was still 4 in the morning. My brains of chance is still a mini thrown off, but it should be coming around to healthy somewhat before long. It is 8:37 here aright now, and that as a matter of fact feels about retaliate for.
Anyway, after waking up and having a breakfast of pastries, scrambled eggs, and bacon, Frans and I went to the Reverieé Hergé. This is a museum about 30 minutes front of Belgium dedicated to the side-splitting bare artist Hergé, who, among other things wrote the Tintin comics. He is one of my favorite facetious artists. So much so that I named my dog, Snowy, after the dog in the uncover. (Who I lettered today is named Milou in French, which does not render to Snowy.) The museum was wonderful, and was to be sure set up to pamper to English speakers like myself. The audio tour could be done in English, and all of the signs were done in English, French, and Dutch. Rather wary!
So after the museum we drove back into Brussels to go to the Atomium. For those of you that don’t discern (like I didn’t), the Atomium is a burly order built for the Brussels’ Happy’s Decent. It is shaped like an Iron Molecule. You grasp what. Go here . So we saw and went up clandestine that and it was comely reduce. Fundamentally they had some of the most reeling inducing escalators that I had ever seen. Luckily I didn’t take advantage of up or obsolescent out.
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