Bed Bugs and Brussels, where rain is typical
Okay, so the bed bugs aren’t in Brussels, just in Paris. We’ve escaped those, but Melissa still managed to get some sort of bite last night. And it’s been raining off and on since we got into Brussels. I thought rain was typical in England, but apparently it is in northern Europe too. And the temperature is ridiculous, a stifling 55 degrees. We did find a “gay, wireless, happening” cafe to sit with my computer and look up stuff for Dublin, where it will get even better with a high of 57 degrees. But we’re going to make the best of it. Just tried to book a day tour, we’ll see if there is an opening. As soon as we get done here, we’ll be off to see a peeing boy. Yesterday we did get full of chocolate samples and ice cream. And we’ll be getting waffles today. We also found a shopping mall with a supermarket, where we felt at home. Got a baguette, cream cheese, chips, salsa, and sesame sticks. The guy who was cleaning tables in the food court kept walking by us and smiling. We looked like we were starving, shoving food in our mouths, and I’m sure our spread was quite an interesting combination. But it was so good. Glad we’re away from dirty Paris and under lock and key Munich, now we can eat what we want. The sun just came out so we’re going to try to catch it for the few seconds before it goes back behind the clouds.