We were up bright and early next morning for a big buffet breakfast of fruit, yogurt, toast and of course, cheese - all washed down with several cups of Earl Grey. Doesn't sound very Flemish I know, not much different from what I normally eat, except for the cheese, but the ambiance was different, making it all seem very European.
|This one was advertising a knit expo|
|Yours truly finding out more|
You could easily see why Bruges was chosen as the backdrop, with its enchanting turreted buildings and cobblestone squares - and ever more apparent when we went inside the Stadhuis, with its fabulous vaulted ceilings, gilded figures and wondrous paintings.
|Pre-Raphaelite triptych in the Stadhuis|
|Inspiration everywhere, how many sweater designs can you spot in this?|
|This is how I imagined a scene from The White Queen to be|
When we walked across the Burg the next day, it was as if someone had waved a magic wand and in place of the BBC vans were those of the market traders.
|The fish market|
|Très suave, don't you think?|