Brussels was an impromptu decision—the kind that happens
after 11:30pm when your brain starts to rationalize what 11:30am you would
never agree to. For me and Emily, Brussels proved that with last minute google
searches and bus station maps, we can find any point in Europe.
The apartment that we stayed in was a 20 minute bus ride
from center city and a 15 minute walk from one of the largest “inner-city”
forests in the EU. We found the apartment through Air B&B, a great way to
experience local life instead of being separated from it by three or four
stars.
The waffles were as good as everyone said! I had my first one with chocolate and my second one plain, like a local. The man who made our waffles was from Turkey, but was Kurdish. He started talking politics almost immediately, and was one of the most openly pro-American people I’ve met. His family and land are constantly under threat from ISIS, and he was happy that America had come to the aid of his people.
An NBA team that visited his stand was so impressed by his friendly attitude that they are flying him to New York to watch one of their games in January. He was that cool.

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