“(in a New York accent) FRENCH FRIES AND WAFFLES FRENCH FRIES AND WAFFLES, ITS ALL FRENCH FRIES AND WAFFLES. EVERYTHING HERE IS JUST FRENCH FRIES WAFFLES AND BEER. FRENCH FRIES AND WAFFLES!!!1!!1!!”
Today we packed everything up, and left our hostel in Bruges and biked along a scenic canal bike trail to Ghent. It was pretty easy biking, but ridiculously hot. Everyone was glad when we made it to the hostel, but unfortunately they don’t have air conditioning (or if they do it’s really bad). We had a delicious dinner and then went for a walk. Most stores were closed, so we just looked around. We walked through a pretty famous street where every surface, from the walls to the ground, is covered in graffiti. We met a guy named Nigel who was painting, he said he had been there for four days!! Can you imagine spending four days in an alleyway making a mural. He was really, like REALLY good, so respect I guess. After that we made our way to the canal and sat on the edge for a bit. This brings us back to the beginning. While we were watching the ducks, a woman with a very strong New York accent walked by, and was shouting into her phone about all the French fries and waffles and french fries and beer in Belgium. Apparently there’s a lot. Personally I’ve seen far more chocolate than french fries or waffles (btw it is not nearly as good as everyone says). That’s all for today. Or actually yesterday when I’m writing this
– Henry