For my entire life I’ve always wanted to go to Belgium. When I was younger, my neighbors had family connections to Brussels, and they would go visit every summer, bringing back stories of this cool European city that my child sized mind could only dream of visiting one day. Luckily, in early June, I got the opportunity to do just that.
Studying abroad in England comes with many perks, and one of these is the quick access to London, and it’s international hub for traveling. With this in mind, I decided that it was time I traveled to Brussels, to see the city that I’d heard about my entire life, so I booked my train ticket and on June 11, I was off.
I arrived in Brussels around noon, and walked for an hour and a half from the station to my hostel (I’m a student on a budget, and I like walking through cities as it gives me a better feel for where I am). My hostel, which was called the Train Hostel, was located on the north east side of the city, and was right next to a train station/ tram stop, giving me access to the city in less than 15 minutes. Once I’d checked in and settled into my room, I saw that I had a notification, and one of my neighbors from when I was younger had messaged me, telling me that she and her brother were in town. We quickly made plans and two hours later I was in front of Grote Markt hugging two people I hadn’t seen in nearly a decade. We got a drink together and talked for about an hour before we all had to set about our ways, but it was so nice getting to see them after so long.
The following day, I went back to Grote Markt to walk around and just take in the sights. Brussels is by no means a large city, especially in comparison to London, so I really managed to take my time to just appreciate the architecture and the surroundings. I saw Manneken Pis, the famous statue just down the street from Grote Markt. I got a delicious waffle with strawberries, chocolate, and whipped cream from Le Funamuble, right next door to Manneken Pis.
I spent most of the day just wandering around the city and looking at unique buildings, also spending some time wandering through a park, before heading back to my hostel for the evening. The next morning though, I prepared for the long journey out to see Atomium.
Atomium is only a 15 minute drive north of the city, but I decided to walk there, and it took me about an hour and a half to walk there (well worth it in my opinion because it was absolutely breathtaking). At Atomium, I took a picture or two before walking to Little Europe, a theme park with scale replicas of European landmarks such as Big Ben and the Eiffel Tower. After this I walked back to my hostel and turned in fo the night because I’d walked about 10 miles by that point and I was exhausted with an early morning back to London the next day.
All in all, I had a fantastic time in Brussels, and I can’t wait until I can visit the city again.
Until next time,