Just like the Bible. But on the Internet.
Fact # 1: Order as much as you want. Because chances are, your rich Chinese Tycoon groupmate is going to pick up the bill. Like he did a couple of times before.
Fact #2: Try not to blurt out “WHO THE HELL IS RICHARD?! WE DON’T HAVE A RICHARD IN THE GROUP!” Because chances are, Richard is the dude sitting in front of you whose name you can’t recall.
Holy Crap. Is it over already? 2 weeks ago, 2 weeks in Europe seemed like forever. And now that we’re on our final leg, it’s like the ending came too soon. Fortunately, Paris is a lot like Manila in that the traffic is terrible, the streets are narrow, and people who don’t deserve to have a driver’s license are permitted to operate a motor vehicle. Only they speak French and dress better.
Oh and speaking of the French, it’s not an exaggerration that they’re portrayed as a snooty, gay, and inhospitable people. For the duration of our stay, I don’t think we’ve met a French person who was the least bit accommodating. Or competent. Or not gay. Plus they have wierd spelling.
Anyway, even though it didn’t snow in Paris, it was by far the coldest place we’ve been to in Europe. The thermometer was reading single digits, but taking into account the wind chill, it could may as well have been in the negative 10 area. Needless to say, climbing up the Eiffel Tower really put our flimsy winter clothes to the test.
Yay Belgium! This is actually the shortest stop in our trip. If I remember correctly, we were only there for a couple of hours because we needed to be in Paris by nightfall.
Which was a shame really since we’ve heard so much about Belgian food. We ended up in some Greek restaurant. Though we didn’t get to sample native Belgian cuisine, the Greek restaurant served awesome food nonetheless.
Oh and because of the frantic pace of this day, we can say now say that we had breakfast in Amsterdam, lunch in Brussels, and dinner in Paris.
Notable landmarks pictured: Manneken Pis and Atomium.
I was disappointed though that there was not a statue of the Muscles from Brussels anywhere. Boo.
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