Welcome to the Kingdom of Belgium
My Belgium story began years ago, when I was in primary school. My family had booked an apartment on the Belgian North Sea coast, near the town of Koksijde, for the summer holidays. On the last day of school, my teacher assigned an essay about our most memorable holiday encounter.
Thanks to my overactive imagination, my essay was an eight-year-old girl’s extravaganza of pure happiness. Naturally, since I was a country girl, the single most memorable discovery I made during our stay in Belgium was the cows. I had never seen white cows before. The stars of my story were white cows transformed into best friends.
Joy radiated through my entire body when that essay won a distinction. I felt this same level of joy, when I decided to start a new life in Belgium.
Brussels is made up of 19 communes, like the 20 arrondissement of Paris, known as the Brussels-Capital Region. One of these municipalities is the City of Brussels itself (population 140,000).
As Virginia Woolf so aptly put it, “One cannot think well, love well, sleep well, if one has not dined well.”
Belgian Chocolate
Mont des Arts
Belgian Fries
Gallerie Royale
Moules (Mussels)
Maniken Pis
Waffles
Cinquantenaire
Atomium
Traffic