La Belgique

After visiting Stijn, my English roommate Becky met me for a day in Brussels, where we shamelessly ate our way through the city. Unbelievably (why am I even surprised?), there actually were Belgian waffles to be had on every street corner, sagging under the weight of bananas or berries, oozing with chocolatey sauces, and topped with mounds of whipped cream. We got our gaufres aux bananes et chocolat and plopped ourselves right in the middle of a huge, beautiful plaza, along with the other young backpackers--all of whom were also sprawled out on the cobblestones, equally absorbed in their waffles.

Museum, you say? What's that?