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| Silly question |
Once upon a time I ran through airports to catch flights like OJ Simpson in those old commercials, but now... we got there at 3:15 for a 7:35 p.m. flight. The only problem was, British Airways didn't open their checkin until 4:00. So we waited in line for 45 minutes, checked in, and then waited in the security line for another 30ish.
Honestly we were expecting so much worse. The TSA workers who were there were moving, and the other agents who were there for whatever reason were just standing around, watching people or eating, not actutally providing any assistance.
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| Our room, right off the market square |
Silly question.
Flight was uneventful, we made our connection in London, landed in Brussels (a town I will never, ever like), and took the train straight to Bruges. Basically from arrival to the airport to arrival in Bruges was 16 straight hours of travel, nad it was more than enough. Once we checked into our hotel, we went face down on the bed for about 90 minutes (thankfully it was prettty early), then got up, cleaned up, and went out in search of food and scenery, all of which you can find there in abundance.
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| View from the room |
I'm going to spread my vacation posts out ta bit, both because things are a little busy at the moment and I feel bad about not posting for a bit, and because I don't want to do one huge photo dump with attached description; the trip deserves more than that.
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| Market square with tower; our hotel would have been to the right and down a small street |




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