Brugge

Brugge, originally uploaded by timbu.

I spent last week in Brussels. While most of my week was spent working, with very little oppourtunity for tourism other than checking out local restaurants, I spent Saturday in the picturesque town of Brugge.

I haven't been to Europe since I was five. My memories of Germany are vague at best. Walking around the Netherlands & Belgium brought a lot of memories back. The architecture, the cobblestones, the windy streets all seemed more familiar than they should have.

The strongest & strangest memory was the tangible sense of fear that I must have felt as a child about falling off the steps leading up to the trail and getting stuck between the platform and the train. Every time I boarded or exited a train, I had the sense of doing the same thing as a small child. I'll check with mom and see if there is a reason for this "memory."