One of my favorite things about Europe is how easy it is to travel between countries. In the states a two-hour train ride gets you to a cornfield. In Europe, it gets you to a different country.
So one morning while I was in Paris, I decided to visit my cousin Angie who lives in Brussels. It couldn’t have been easier – I merely hopped on a train and within two hours was in Belgium.
My cousin is basically goals – she has a gorgeous apartment in Brussels, her own PR company, and tons of expat friends.
Honestly, Brussels isn’t my favorite city. I find it a bit grey and modern. But having a local guide always helps, and I loved walking around and taking photos of Flemish architecture.
By around three we had covered some serious ground and I was ready for lunch. I counterbalanced our epic walking tour with