all in a weekend

SO- i went to Brussels on saturday, ah the wonders of eurostar trains. so voila!, in two hours we were in Belgium. okay, so cher and i arent the best street navigators, and i think the tourist map we were given is rather dubious because the 'shopping street' was as empty as any other street that we were at, but at least we got to eat good food;) the street stalls around the st catherine church was really good: we mistakenly ordered raw oysters instead of raw mussels (shame on us level2 frenchers) but hello hello it was good! damn borough market you cheat our money. then we walked around and got lost and went back for another bowl of soupe poisson, which was just what we needed to warm our bodies.
belgium waffles do live up to their name;) it was chewy! well okay so technically we didnt have the real one but what the heck it was so delicious i didnt care if choc sauce was all over my gloves (and face).
well i got to see the EU side of brussels, the schumann part was quite pretty,and disappointingly there werent any lobbyists.
it snowed quite heavily the whole day, and cher's hands were too cold to hold the umbrella so i had to do it, but i kept poking her eyes/head/cheek/nose, and the umbrella kept collecting snow so it was very heavy to actually hold it high enough for her. damn you all tall people.
there were more english people than locals out on the streets. the locals were surprisingly really nice and friendly whenever we ask for directions (which happened erm quite a few times)
and then of course we went to the supermarket and wiped out the entire shelf of maple syrup waffles. i bought one pack for all my favourite people :D so if you get one you're loved by me. its quite crazy though i have to wait for like 3 weeks till singapore before i give any of them away so i hope i dont actually eat any of them before i go home :)
towards the end we camped at this place called le grande cafe; and we sat there for ages (not realising it was that long- 2.5hours!) but the food was good, we both had beers (hee) and i was quite proud of myself until i looked at the alcoholic content and it said 2.9%. well alright there how did the waitress know i dont drink!

THEN- sunday was shopping spree at bicester village. yes, spree- the word both evil and indulgently satisfying. i will (and shall) never understand the allure of versace/ugly luxury fashion brands. but nonetheless i bought quite a few things and did my christmas shopping. lets just say i cant wait for it to rain in london (so i can use my new brolly)!