Brussels
a;kd
Today,
we went to the European Commission to learn more about the how the EU is
structured and how it works. It was mostly a lecture inside of the building.
Once again, just like the French Senate, there really was not any security,
just sliding glass doors. The lecture was ok, but we did get to ask questions
for quite a while at the end and it was much more useful of our time. This guy
was clearly more for giving the European Union more power than the French girl
was.
Later,
we started a tour at the same place we went to dinner and walked around all
these tiny, stone streets until we came to the peeing boy. It is the biggest
tourist attraction in Brussels and no one knows why. Personally, I think it is
hilarious, but I am not sure why so many people go to see it. The weirdest part
is that the people of Brussels also do not understand it. They don’t even know
what it is from or for. Apparently it’s super old but they still mess around
with it and give it different outfits during the year. Now, he is in a
Barcelona soccer uniform. I got the feeling that Brussels finds it amusing that
people come from all over the world to see what their home town and of the
things that Belgians take pride in, none of them are sought after as much as
this fountain of a boy peeing in a puddle. But hey, if it brings in money to
the city, who can complain?
Next,
we went on a bus tour and went all over Brussels. We saw everything and
anything that may have some historical or political meaning. Then, we went
right back to the same place we had started. I did not think at first that this
could be the actual town center since it seemed so small, but by now I think I
am starting to realize just how small Europe really is, even down to the
cities. They just don’t have room in the cities because they are so old.
Anyway, we said goodbye to our funny tour guide (Kylie Frisbee even gave him a
kiss on the cheek) and we were free for the night. I kinda just wandered around
a lot and tried to take in the town. Brussels is more what you would imagine
Europe as when you aren’t thinking of Britain, France, or Spain. I always think
of these tiny countries as basically just big cities that might as well be one
country called Europe. However, I do not think that would actually be a good
idea, unless it somehow excluded Spain, Germany, the United Kingdom, France, and
most of southern Europe (which in my mind is just Mediterranean). But if
Belgium and the Netherlands were suddenly one country, it really wouldn’t change
much. Again, off track. We visited Delirium, which has the world’s largest
selection of beers (over 3000), or so they did. I tried to order an Egyptian
beer to be fun and the bartender said it was out. So I ordered the other
Egyptian beer and they were also out of it. Then he suggested that I order a
Belgian beer and acted offended that that was not my first choice. I ordered a
sour beer which I actually thought was good since I hate the bitter taste and
this was so sour that it was almost like a candy. Everyone else who tried a sip
from my cup hated it though. So I guess I will probably never like beer, just how
I don’t like coffee or tea, since this was the largest selection in the world and
I only found one that was alright.
When
we headed back to the hotel, the plan was to go to a karaoke bar that we had clearly
heard from the parking lot of the hotel. It was on the second floor of a tiny
casino next door. I was going to try to get to the casino, but I could not even
find an unlocked door though it looked like the machines were on. Then, making it
more sketchy, the bartender told us that we could do karaoke, but as soon as
the Chinese regulars came in, we had to leave and let them use the machine and
we were not allowed to watch them use it. Pretty sure it was the Triad. We
decided we didn’t care if it was the Triad because after all, they are an
international organization and that was what we were studying. But really, they
kicked us out right before 10:00 so there would be no sign of us even being
there. So sketch.
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