Glorious

Brusells, despite it's hideousness, is a wonderful place. Last night I wandered around until I found the legendary, the infamous and gruesomely named bar, Delirium Tremens. Home to a world record 2000+ different beers, the bar is decked in tarnished copper, beer stained brew barrel wood, and miles of hung drinking glasses of every shape and size. The walls are decorated with the bars emblem, a stylized pink elephant. I parked myself in an underlit corner and spent 2 very entertaining hours watching people stroll in then totter off grinning. The place alone makes the trip to Belgium entirely justified.

I'm sitting in an internet cafe in the train station awaiting my lightning choo choo to paris where I will rendezvous with Harrison under the arc du triomphe. That is, if everything goes according to plan, and since I'm sitting next to a cafe called Murphy's Law, please pray for us both.