We took a train from The Netherlands to Belgium. I read my book, listened to my iPod, played Advance Wars on my DS and just chilled while looking at the scenery. I am really enjoying this train thing. Cara slept a little, and kept an eye out for interesting things.
We were a little nervous about Belgium. We had heard that half the people speak Dutch, and half the people speak French. We decided that it was time to practise some French. So I pored over the phrase book on the train.
Je ne parl pas Francais. Bonjour. Parlez Vouz Anglais? .
When we got to the train station, I asked the guy selling bus tickets
Parlez vouz Anglais?, and he replied, in perfect English (and with a quizzical look on his face), "Yes I speak English". I think he was wondering why I didn't ask him in English. Meanwhile I was just chuffed that I was understood.
We got to our Youth Hostel, after being dropped off a stop or two too early by our helpful bus driver, and it was great. The guy there gave us a map of things to do in Bruges by Day, or by Night. He gave us a bruges card (which got us discounts), and a voucher for a free sampler of three beers at their restaurant that night. Cara and I went to our room, and tried to use the internet, which was intermittent at best. We then went and had dinner.
Cara had Beef Stew "Flemish Style", which was basically stewed with a dark Leffe Ale, and I had a ham and mustard dish, where the boiled ham was served on the leg bone. It had some crazy Belgian name, and was delicious. The three beers we got were very reminiscent of the Belgian Beer Cafe: Hoegaarden, BelleVue Kriek (cheery) Bier, and LEffe Dark Ale. Cara tried all of them and ended up drinking all of the Cherry beer and some of the Hoegaarden, and I finished of hers and mine. We then explored the town and went on an impromptu pub crawl. We especially enjoyed a student bar that had vinyl on the walls and record covers on the ceiling. I had some Jupiler and Brugse Zot beer. We also were caught up in a fevered crowd watching their home team Cercle Brugge take a victory. It was a good night.

The next day in Bruges we:
- climbed the famous brick spire of the old Belfry in the main town square. It is 400 steps, each of which gets progressively steeper and narrower. We were knackered once we finished. We barely made it in before it closed too, as we had been too busy doing other things earlier in the day.

- went to the Tintin store. It was cool, and Belgian, and I nearly bought a Tintin tin, but it was exorbitantly priced.
- went to the Frites museum. This was really interesting, with a history of the potato and the "French Fry". We got to eat some chips afterwards too, and they were good. The tips they gave us for cooking the perfect frites were to use Cow Fat with some Horse Fat mixed in. Cook the chips for around 4 minutes at 137 degrees, then remove them from the fat and let the oil drain away a little. Then cook them for a further two minutes (or so) at 167 degrees. I am writing these instructions a few days later, so who knows if I have remembered them exactly, but that was the gist.

- We also ate and drank a lot of very Belgian things. Belgian chocolates, Belgian Waffles, Belgian Frites and Belgian Beer. It was awesome.
On our final day in Bruges we got up early and took the bus to the train station. We booked our train from Brussels to Paris (the Bruges to Brussels part was free), and it was going to cost 52 Euros each in booking fee to travel first class, or 26 Euros each if we travelled second class. And this is on top of our expensive rail passes that cst us an arm and a leg. We went with the second class option. At the station we saw some CaraPils:

As we entered Paris we knew that we were not in such an English speaking place anymore. Less of the signs are in English, and when I say
Bonjour, Parlez vouz Anglais? the most common response is a wiggle of the hand along with the words, "a little". But it has been fun.
We decided to book our trains to get to Bordeaux and Barcelona first thing in PAris, and the guy who helped us got us First class seats for three different trains for both of us for only 30 Euros. This seemed so cheap compared that one Brussels to Paris train, and so we were ecstatic.
When we got into our hotel we found a lift on the bottom floor, and pressed the button to call it. Once it opened we realised it was probably actually a service elevator for baggage or room service purposes. A dumb-waiter if you will. The guy at the desk gave us a room on the top floor (7th), and we asked where the elevator was. He pointed at the tiny one and did not seem to understand our problem with its tininess. We had to go up one at a time with our luggage, because we could not fit more than that. How can I best describe it? It is smaller than most wardrobes. But the long wait for the lift was definitely worth it, because we have a view of the Tour Eiffel from our hotel room.
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We walked there the first night, saw it during the day and at dusk. The top level is closed so we decided to not climb it. Lets leave that for another trip. We explored and found a relatively cheap cruise on the river Seine, and so we did that as the sun went down. We saw Notre Dame, the Louvre and lots of other stuff from the river. And then we wandered back to our hotel room.

And it sparkles at 10PM (maybe at every other hour too, we're not sure)

Yesterday we went to the Louvre with the plan of viewing that museums great works. But apprently it is closed on a tuesday! So we walked from the Louvre, through the Tuileries Gardens, past the Place de la Concorde, and up the Champs Elysees to the Arc de Triumph. It was an incredible walk. The gardens were so beautiful. The obelisk in the Place de la Concorde was so incredible, and it had etchings on its base describing how the frenchies stole it from Egypt. And I think the Arc de Triumph was bigger then I expected. We also checked out the Virgin Music Megastore in Paris, and Cara bought me a Croissant halfway up the Champs Elysees. We then headed to the Hotel des Invalides, and explored one the first large military Hospitals in Paris.
We had a great dinner at a place not too far from our hotel, and we talked about World History (and other things we learned about in high school Social Studies, and movies). My desert was a "Cafe Gourmand", which was basically a very small black espresso with a belgian chocolate, a macaroon, a coconut slice, a tiramisu and a creme caramel. It was possibly the best desert of the holiday so far, and the coffee kept me up and enabled me to write to you all last night while Cara slept.
Today we saw the Louvre, and relaxed a bit more, and tonight we head to the Moulin Rouge. I will give you a more detailed update for today at a later date.
Au Revoir.