|Walking towards the Grand Place|
|The Grand Place|
|Happy Digi ... looking at what was ahead of him|
|Our happy food - Ice cream, waffles and chocolate|
From the Central Station, we walked back to the Grand Place for a more close-up sightseeing. By this time Digi had a good idea of the places in and around the Grand Place. Hungry again, we decided for a lunch at La Rose Blance Restaurant, right at the Grand Place itself. A really nice restaurant with a big fireplace right in the dining room area that warmed us straight away. Minny ordered beef tartare. Wow, I was excited and took a spoonful of it. It was OK but I had too much preconception of beef tartare courtesy of Mr Bean's famous beef tartare antic in my head to truly enjoy it. Some other time maybe. As for Digi, he made a good choice of a baked fish with lemon sauce, and I had a steak, medium. Meanwhile we cheered Minny on her brave lunch.
|Central Station, Brussels|
|Yea - we caught up with Minny.|
|O la la beef tartare|
After lunch we walked away from the Grand Place toward South. Minny was looking for a book shop that she remembered from an earlier visit. We came across a demonstration supporting the Arab Spring (that was going on at the time), it was for Libya then. Minny, Digi and I stopped and watched the demonstrators for awhile then continued on with our walk. At that time a new history had just begun and I remembered hoping, please something good be out of all this. As we now know, it was really only the beginning.
|Arab Spring in Brussels|
|Underground City, Brussels|
And my shoes, one of them gave up. They were my daily walking shoes, not new and I thought not too old. We had walked the street of Paris, three days; a day full of Antwerp, and almost at the end of our day in Brussels. And before that, Kuala Lumpur of course. My shoe sole just got separated from the top part, except a little on the back that was still attached. I theorized it could be caused by the sudden weather change, hot and humid (relatively dry) to cold and wet. I was forced to buy a new pair of shoes. So as Minny and Digi browsed the books at a bookshop, I run (err I meant to say shuffled) to a shopping mall nearby and quickly bought my new walking shoes for 29 Euros. It was just a simple pair of rubber and canvas shoes. They would do.
That was one big day of Brussels we had.