tiistai 23. joulukuuta 2014

In Bruges

Four years after leaving Belgium, a country that was my home for nine booze-filled, delirious months, I returned to visit Bruges - a city that I had somehow missed out on, regardless of visiting pretty much every other town in the teeny country. 

I hadn't missed out on much. That isn't to say that it wasn't interesting or worth a visit. It was very Flemish and sort of French too. Lovely with all the Christmas lights. Touristy. This is a fact of travel, I guess. 

I think I am done with cities. Rome doesn't sound interesting to me anymore. I like islands. I like a cold, tumultuous sea. Brooding, foggy sceneries where a dash of sunlight feels like a blessing. 

In my travel bucket list I have added Åland, the coast of Norway and Faroe Islands.