OK, we are in Belgium still in a beautiful place centuries old. Bruges (or Brugge) is a town which has lots of churches, lace and really, really good chocolate. Craig and I spent 2 nights there staying in a hostel next door to the rowing club, a wind farm and a drawbridge. The hostel was nice (depsite the fact I arrived to fine my mattress covered in dog pee) and Marcel the owner was very friendly. The barmaid was not very nice (she had a dog) but she was in the minority. When we got on the bus the bus driver spoke english, arranged the cheapest tiket for us gave us timetables and the girl on the bus even helped eith the best bus to catch on Sunday (trickier than you think when half the buses don't run on Sunday). Craig and I sepnt a whole day wandering around the town and looking at bridges and canals and trying to decide if we wanted to catch the bus to Holland. We didn't in the end but it was cool that we could if we wanted. We have lots of belgian chocolates that we are slowly eating on the trains,Yum!