Yesterday I mentioned the cat that came inside and visited us last night. Well…now we have two cats. And a dog named Pickles. That escalated quickly.
Meet Nepsy (at least that’s what I think the owner called her.)
She sat at the window expectantly and we, being trained by the other cat, knew exactly what to do. Let her in. She hangs out for a bit, then goes to the door to be let out. I miss our dog.
We woke up and headed over to the breakfast room where we had a nice meal and great conversation with our breakfast host. She was very excited about seeing a reggae concert this evening and that led down a rabbit hole of conversations about concerts and musical tastes. We found that we had a love for the Red Hot Chili Peppers in common. (I’d forgotten I’d seen them in concert back when Navarro was playing guitar.)
We headed back to the room to plan our day and kitty #1 came in for a visit. After a few pets she took over Mike’s chair.
I’m glad the cats are letting us stay here…
Our plan today was to rent bikes ride around the town. That’s exactly what we did.
On our e-bikes we rode out to the windmills, a little place on the edge of old town that we’d been to the last time we were here. It was here that we said the next time we come to Bruges we have to rent bikes!
Having gotten used to the bikes we decided to start our chocolate tour. In our room there was a list of suggested chocolate shops with chocolates actually made here in Bruges. I guess a lot of the shops just have their chocolates made overseas and sell them to the tourists.
First stop, The Old Chocolate House, conveniently located in an old house. Five out of five yums.
Our second stop…
…as seen on TV and magazines. A sort of hard core tattooed chef kind of chocolate shop. They have their own cocoa roaster and everything. 4 out of 5 yums just because of the douchey vibes.
More chocolate shops tomorrow.
Time to ride and take more pictures.
We would see a church spire and just sort of follow it. That led us here.
I jokingly said, “hey! A French Fry Museum!” when I saw a sign the said Frietes Museum. I thought it couldn’t really be a fry museum. I was wrong.
Did we do the fry museum? Hell yes we did. And it was ridiculous.
No Fry Museum is complete without a Chucky Cheese style band.
If you’re going to do the fry museum, you simply MUST visit the chocolate museum.
And we did.
It was fun but it was no Fry Museum.
Back to the room and I had a quick nap. We tried to make a decision on dinner based on the recommendations of the B&B. We had some options in mind as we headed to the bike shop to let them know we’d be keeping the bikes for another day. Around the corner we found a nice little place to eat that seemed to be a local haunt. No English menus on the table boded well for this not being a tourist trap. I had (needed?) a salad after all the chocolates. It was delicious.
We rode around a bit after dinner.
We found a park we’d been to before and recognized the restaurant we’d eaten at and a sketchy part of the park we also remembered. Still. Pretty.
We felt like we were done for the day. The bikes made it easy and fun to zip around and do nothing while seeing a lot. And then do a lot while zipping around. When we got back Pickles the dog came rushing out to greet us. He’s the owners dog and loves EVERYBODY. I miss our dog.
We received a couple more visits from kitty #2 while we worked on our blogs.
What a packed day of laughter and pretty sites. A lovely day. I really like how Mike and I make each other laugh. ❤️♥️❤️
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