Our hostel was straight out of a Tim Burton movie; part Alice in Wonderland, and part Willy Wonka. Too bad the smell wasn’t of chocolate.
That first night we went to our first show called “In Time” it was a dance piece about relationships and passion. Moments of it were beautiful, but overall it was too cliché and too naked without art or purpose. I mean what artistic pieces of theatre aren’t about relationships, love, and passion? A plus side was that the theatre was beautiful!
The next day we went to a conference and a show. The conference was about dance, theatre, and migration in conflict zones. Most of the talks were interesting, and varied. However, they were wordy and full of themselves. They loved the tone of their own voices. The show however was wonderful, and refreshing (besides one hilariously ridiculous naked dance… which I won’t go into detail about.) I was grateful for the people I was with; they were a breath of fresh air.
The next day was a free day for us up until our train at 7. So for the day we acted as tourists; we climbed the clock tower, ate at a fancy restaurant, bought chocolate, went for a canal walk, ate a waffle, and then traveled back to Brussels. Then our train back home. It felt good to come home.
Ioanna tried sour straws for the first time, and as you can see she did not enjoy them.(Honestly this is one of my most favorite pictures ever!)
So in summary, Belgium is cool, but I don’t know if I ever need to go back. Belgium is known for: Jean Claude Van Damme, mussels, lace, chocolate, waffles, and weird hostels!
