Brussels has become one of our favorite cities. We love taking people there.
It's fun to share Belgium's delicacies with folks from home. The "Frit" for example.
Eating frits out of a cone with a tiny fork... couldn't get more Belgian. After WWI American and British soldiers returned home with the Belgian recipe for "frits" though they called them French Fries since the people who served them were speaking French.... you can imagine that this doesn't go over well with the Belgians.
This is how Huy looked for most of the Sandozes' visit:
But on the last day, wouldn't you know, the sun came out.
We took Phil to "The Wall" where the Fleche Wallone cycling race came through a few weeks ago. There was one lone cyclist making his way up.
This is what the same hill looked like on race day:
After our walk, we walked a little more up to the fort for a pita picnic.
Not a bad view. We had a great time lounging in the sun and pointing out the things below us in our town.
The best part of the fort is the old, deep well. We spent a lot of time there dropping whatever we could find into it. It's about 300 ft deep with 100ft of water at the bottom. Creepy. Did anyone else out there watch Child of Glass as a kid? I don't do wells.
More exploring around Huy.
One last breakfast before heading off to Paris!
P.S. I have to say, this was one of my favorite sights while Phil and Tracy were in Huy. I couldn't help but smile when I looked down in church and saw Tabasco and crawfish socks. Such good reminders of family and home!