Belgian Blitz

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As part of my mid-30s birthday celebration this weekend, we hopped a train bound for Belgium, the land famous for its delicious beer and out-of-this-world fries. Apparently they have chocolate, too.

As opposed to German beer, which honors the simplicity of making the most out of four ingredients, Belgian beer celebrates various styles from light and fruity to dark and make-you-forget-your name, along with every permutation in-between.

We blazed through Brussels, Bruges and Ghent over a long weekend but never felt like we were rushing. Between the museums, architecture and historic sites, there were plenty of distractions, but, as you can see by Molly’s photo essay below, we maintained our focus.

round one: cafe in Brussels

round two: pouring like a pro

round three: dinner in Bruges

round four: bike ride to Damme

round five: kwak and a Bruges tripel

round six: put your leffe in, put your leffe out

round seven: mussels in beer (and beer) in Bruges

round 8: cold chillin' at the train station

round 9: a day in the life in Ghent

round 10: sidewalk sale

round 11: back in Brussels

round 12: still thirsty

round 13: it's getting darker

round 14: Brussels bar, repeated

round 15: designated "regulars"

round 16: unpack, move in