Despite having somehow lost 3 articles of clothing somewhere in this city, I'm so sad to leave. I've met such great people, had such a fun time, and I am dreading the return back to Paris. There've been late nights of snowball fights, bar brawls, dancing on stages, battling for kababs, and of course lots of drinking and loads of other things I couldn't even remember if I tried. There've been great days christmas markets, yummy waffels, chocolate factories, and grabbing what the Aussi boys call "a greaser."

Tonight I said goodbye to this city with a waffle, some fries, and a series of trappist beers. I didn't even know how good beer could be until I came here.

Tonight I did a tasting of 4 trappists: Westmalle (dubbel), Orval, Trappistes Rochefort 10, Chimay. I'll try to report my findings to you once I have more time.

Goodbye Brussels, hello again Paris.
Can't wait for London.