Belgium

We were warned that Belgium is a weird country, it even says so in my guidebook We only fully realized this when we entered the metro and were immediately greeted by a man dressed up as an artist, complete with his pallet of paint. He asked us to come down to the lower level and to dress-up and have our pictures taken. I remember thinking...what the heck is this guy on and why is he walking around dressed up like that??? Alas, we went down the stairs where we were shuffled into this little area with tons and tons of dress-up clothes - like the big laundry basket of old crap you had that you were little that seemed to amuse you for hours on end. This was the best we could do....as you can see, we look just as glamorous as we probably did when we were 8 years old. It ended up being a photography class...the whole place was set up with lights and professional cameras. Yeah, the metro dress-up, stuff like this just doesn't happen at home.

After dressing up at the metro we went to the most famous attraction in Brussels, the aptly named Manneken Pis, the famous fountain of a little boy peeing. Of course, we found the mandatory flock of Asian tourists. It has become somewhat of a phenomenon in our travels.
Then we went to an art museum and rode a huge elevator ...I mean really, it had chairs. But we didn't push any of the buttons, we just hung out in the elevator because out feet were so tired...well until it starting bouncing and I got scared.The Delirium bar. It boasts 2500 different types of beer and an impressively diverse clientèle. The man in the back, a Parisian, who thought I was Erin's mom :( hahaha. And the other two, a Dutch couple who invited us to come stay with them after Amsterdam.

Ah, and then off to Amsterdam...pictures coming soon.