Yesterday was pretty much a total loss. I am doing serious battle with a cold ~ I am NOT going to let the germs win. Although we did go out to do some shopping, I didn't take the camera. I was just not feeling too hot. But first, here's a quick look at our digs.
|from the dining room|
|to the dining room|
|guest bedroom looking out into garden|
I am feeling somewhat better today although still sneezing and stuffed up. I went out this morning to explore the weekly market that's set up in the town's central square known as "Markt Square" . We've walked through it several times; magnificent buildings ring it, along with lots of cafés and souvenir shops. But this morning it was crammed with vendors of prepared food, flowers, plants, fresh fruits and vegetables and garden tools ~ seeds, tools, bulbs, etc. It was impossible to take pictures of the buildings; I'll have to do that tomorrow. But here are some pictures from the market.
|vegetables are displayed in big boxes lined up against the back wall|
|gorgeous little strawberries|
|I bought some of these clementines for the road|
Some random street scenes
|wonderfully ornate fronts and roof lines|
|Horse carriage is a popular way to see the town. How to keep the droppings off the street? They have a sort of poop-catcher rigged to the tail end of the horse. Quite ingenious!|
|window boxes on our street|
Tomorrow I will go out again and get some good pictures of the Markt Square; you shouldn't miss seeing it. And if the weather holds, a canal trip. Of course, on Friday we have to be out of the apartment by 10:30 (but can leave our luggage here) and will have 4 hours to kill before we head for the train station. If not tomorrow on the canal, perhaps Friday.
One more thing about Bruges. It is amazingly clean. (See note about horse manure above.) Each evening, tidy bags of garbage are lined up along house fronts and, in the morning, they're all gone. Sidewalks are free of any refuse ~ paper, cigarette butts, bottles or cans. And although there are lots of dogs, no dog droppings anywhere. There is a stereotype about the Dutch, that they are always scrubbing something and as a consequence their homes and streets and towns are very clean. There's a lot to that. After Paris, it's a welcome state of affairs.