Bruges. Lovely place. More culture than you could shake a shitty stick at.
They do love their chips, their chocolate, their beer and their waffles.
In fact they love them so much they can hardly bear to part with them - to which ends they only reluctantly sell them to others after attempting to dissuade you by pricing them beyond the realms of reason.
The one thing I definitely didn't expect to be bothered with in Belgium is mosquitoes. Fat, squealing, blood sucking little feckers who come out at night to torment you.
Saw this crowd on Thursday in a park. A group of biddies with samurai swords! Don't know exactly what they were doing and didn't want to get too close to find out.