Brussels is one of the most beautiful towns I’ve ever stepped into and each building is uniquely different. My favorite thing about the town is the way the windows open up into the street that comes alive early in the morning. The people who own the stores below some of the buildings come out and kindly greet others who have stepped out of their store to open their doors. Then swiftly through the conversation a street train comes down the middle of the street and all you do from your window is take a deep breath of that morning air and smile into a town where all the buildings are quaint and filled with such beauty.
Then there is Amsterdam, and it’s gorgeous. It’s unlike anything you’ve ever seen in your life, or the way you picture it when everyone talks about it. Walking down some of the streets, in the next lane to you, you have to dodge a little to avoid the millions of bikes coming down the designated bike lane. Then the lane next to that is where the cars come, but you see far less cars then you do bikes. In the early morning, if you were to drive down the streets you get to see all the little kids with their parents biking them to school or the children hiking a ride with their friends by sitting on the back of the bike like they used to in America in the 1950s. Amsterdam is beautiful, the buildings and places in town goes through decades. You see historic buildings in one part then you view buildings from the 1970s in the next. Each part of the town is filled with character and runs neatly through a river that flows throughout the town. It’s really an accomplishment just to step on the sidewalk that perhaps Anne Frank stepped onto decades before into a building she hid for her life and to just see all of these buildings and history, it’s definitely gorgeous.
Brussels is one of the most beautiful towns I’ve ever stepped into and each building is uniquely different. My favorite thing about the town is the way the windows open up into the street that comes alive early in the morning. The people who own the stores below some of the buildings come out and kindly greet others who have stepped out of their store to open their doors. Then swiftly through the conversation a street train comes down the middle of the street and all you do from your window is take a deep breath of that morning air and smile into a town where all the buildings are quaint and filled with such beauty.
Then there is Amsterdam, and it’s gorgeous. It’s unlike anything you’ve ever seen in your life, or the way you picture it when everyone talks about it. Walking down some of the streets, in the next lane to you, you have to dodge a little to avoid the millions of bikes coming down the designated bike lane. Then the lane next to that is where the cars come, but you see far less cars then you do bikes. In the early morning, if you were to drive down the streets you get to see all the little kids with their parents biking them to school or the children hiking a ride with their friends by sitting on the back of the bike like they used to in America in the 1950s. Amsterdam is beautiful, the buildings and places in town goes through decades. You see historic buildings in one part then you view buildings from the 1970s in the next. Each part of the town is filled with character and runs neatly through a river that flows throughout the town. It’s really an accomplishment just to step on the sidewalk that perhaps Anne Frank stepped onto decades before into a building she hid for her life and to just see all of these buildings and history, it’s definitely gorgeous.
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