





Brussels!
It’s so nice to back again. There is a special atmosphere, so unlike Amsterdam (which is nice in its own way). I am here to write a story about Belgian beer, and Femke for some business of her own.
Luckily, my schedule is not to stressed. I could start with strolling around, double-checking that my old favourite beer bars are still around (most of them are). In the afternoon, I took a train South to visit the St Feuillien brewery for some photos and a tasting. Nice ☺.
Back in Brussels, Femke and I met at our old local bar on Rue Americaine, Bistro Resto, for a nostalgic drink. Later on, our friend Marianne joined us, and we had a pleasant dinner together and stayed over at her place.
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