Antwerp looks good on us
...so Alwin and I decided to celebrate. Not the grand finale, just the moment of putting down a burden I’d been carrying for far too long. I’m not sure why we chose Antwerp. The city must have pretty impressive social media marketing, because with all its noise and chaos, it seems like one of the least suitable places for relaxation. And yet, for three whole days, we were in Heaven. The faded luxury of the Radisson Blu Central wrapped us in familiar warmth. Thanks to a lovely receptionist, our room (533) overlooked Antwerp Central Station. We opened the curtains and fell asleep in the embrace of the glowing city lights. The sirens of police cars, ambulances and fire engines were active all night, thanks to the lively nightlife around the station, but we barely noticed. Using GPS in Antwerp is totally pointless. No matter how desperately you need it, it simply refuses to cooperate. For three days, we chased the ghost of Le Pain brasserie, along with several other restaurants and bakerie...
