I don’t want to forget those years I lived in Brussels, conversations with special people, events, concerts, Art Nouveau buildings, and the exhibitions I attended.
The photo exhibition the World of Steve McCurry at the Bourse de Bruxelles was in 2017, but I remember it so well, because it combined two of my passions, photography and travel, plus it had storytelling.
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Did you know that you can see from a tram in a day the entire Belgian coastline of the North Sea from the border with the Netherlands until reaching the dunes of sand near France? C’est posible!
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Similar to Charles Dickens’ “A Christmas Carol”, the spirit of Christmas pasts in Brussels visited me – from a time when I used to be in the holiday frame of mind, unlike this year. Although is never too late.
The markets in Brussels were festive and even magical, but most important, also gourmet. After all, Belgium is the country of chocolate, waffles, bier and fries.
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Briefing from the European capital – a promenade bruxelloise and Belgian days, years later, on memory lane, thinking in French. I could walk for hours in Bruxelles, among paths imprinted in my heart, in a city that felt like home from day one. Beautiful corners in places I’ve been with details I’ve never noticed, and moments I remember.
And a thought – no matter the choice, if we leave or return, we’ll always miss something.
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October flashbacks, as one autumn in Brussels was unforgettable because was all about Art Nouveau. And very Bruxelloise! Made many notes and photos so I don’t forget. Art Nouveau and Art Deco Biennale was a celebration of Architecture and design variety of elegant buildings in Brussels.
Where to begin?
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There is something about European train stations and time. The most beautiful train station I ever saw with magnificent details was in Antwerp. The classic central station was first used in 1905 (yes, really). The city, known as Anvers by French speakers, is one I feel connected by many memories, and must be the third most visited Belgian city in the years I lived in this country, after Brussels and Bruges.
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When you live in Brussels you can visit cities in the country’s other regions, Flanders and Wallonia, or even in neighboring Germany, France, the Netherlands and Luxembourg, and still manage to return home the same evening. I miss that sometimes.
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Revisiting past memories is an opportunity for closure and to look at things from a different light. With clichés and all. In my Belgian years I tried to travel often inside the country and understand Belgium as much as possible. What I remember about Bruges is the vintage atmosphere and smell of gingerbread mixed with melancholy, where I felt like Gretel.
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