We had a long travel day yesterday, leaving our quarters in Warsaw at noon and checking into the airport with all the gear (including John's snare which spent a little holiday in Budapest) and flying to Brussels, finding Armin and riding to our hotel here, about 70 miles east of Brussels arriving at 10:30pm.
The Brussels Airport is massive and ultra modern:
A coke machine at our gate made me think twice about having a cola:
We finally arrived at the De Watermolen (pronounced vater molen - meaning "waterwheel") hotel which is a nice little chalet style place off the beaten track.
Looking down the road from the Watermolen:
and on the side of the building towards the back is the reason for the name:
Checking into the hotel:
They still had some Christmas cheer on display in the lobby:
We learned that Belgium speaks 3 different languages depending on the area. Close to the German border, German is spoken, close to France, of course, is French and further Northwest is Flemish, or Dutch. We are just barely in the Flemish area.
Here is the "breakfast buffet" which is typical of Dutch and Germans - breads, cheeses and meats.
I'm looking forward to a couple of eggs over easy when I get back to the states.
We're pulling out at 12:30 to meet up with our POC Sgt Gory to play for a small contingent of Air Force folks at a NATO base about a half hour from here.
I'll post more about that tonight.
Miss you all,
Jerry
4 comments:
Hmm. Looks nice, but I'd be looking for me some pain au chocolat. Confession: Agility Mach and I were wondering if they'd have watermelon on the buffet (ouch).
Keep your eyes peeled, maybe they'll have a Cracker Barrel down the road soon. Those things are everywhere. ;-)
What, no waffles?.....I apologize, I couldn't resist.
Hey, remember when Spinal Tap did that Air Force gig? I believe they opened with "Sex Farm"...try twangin' that one up a bit and see how they like it! (I'd never steer ya wrong)
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