Brussels to Antwerp Despite sleeping away half the day in Brussels; I've actually had a very busy day.

I headed down to the station to find a schedule and found out that trains left to Antwerp at least once an hour; giving me flexibility. From there I decided to walk and find the city center. After wandering for a bit, I found myself in front of the palace of Justice where an elevator lifted me up to the center of the old city. Explored for a couple of hours and I ended up visiting the Royal Museum of Fine Art and looking at some awesome Rubens. After that I went to the Royal Park for a bit and read.



Royal Park

One general thought that kept running through my mind was how nice the Belgian innocence must be. And by that I meant the innocence of feeling safe - both fro, terrorists and degenerates. I was able to walk right up to the door of the palace without passing a single guard. The Palace of Justice didn't have a single guard and it's windows were made of glass without any bars - just didn't seem safe enough to ,e as an American.

After that, I returned to the train station and got on board a train to Antwerp, where ,y French is now useless - but most people speak English.

As a side note : if there are inexplicable commas and qs in my writings, it is because the q and a are flipped as are the m and comma on these keyboards. You also can't type a number without using the shift key. Go figure!  ¶ 5:31 PM