Day 50 - Brussels/Leuven

We got up and packed our bags by 10 and jumped on the metro to meet Luke at his stop across town. We said the hell with our hostel and thought we'd try our luck with staying at Luke's place although we'd been warned that it was "tiny" and "gross".

So we jumped on the metro, headed to Luke's stop and met up with him. I can't remember which stop he was at, but it wasn't too bad of a part of town, although he claims its sketchy. We walked about 15 minutes and then go to his place.

He was right. "Tiny" and "gross".

What a shithole.

It was the smallest "apartment" (if you can call it that) that i've ever seen. He lives there with a Spanish guy and there place consists of two tiny rooms with cubby hole beds built into the walls about 8 feet up, and an entrance/kitchen that's about 3 feet wide and 8 feet long with a shower (not toilet) at the end. The toilet is in the hallway and is shared with a bunch of other apartments. His flatmate was outta town for the weekend though, so i could sleep in his bed and Rob split with Luke.

Luke's buddy Dan met us at Luke's place before we left and he spent the day with us. He's a small little English guy, who i didn't really like at first, but he grew on me and ended up being an alrite, and pretty funny, guy. On the way outta town we hit a waffle place so that we could say that we had Belgian waffles (although overpriced and not that good). So anyways, we through our shit in his place and then jumped on the metro to the main station, then caught a train to Leuven which only took about 30 minutes.

Leuven is the beer capitol of Belgium and home to Stella Artois (check the bottle, you'll see the name). The only real reason to go to Leuven is to see the gorgeous architecture..............wait for it.............and to try as many brands of beer as possible. So we got there adn took a walk down by the Stella brewery, but didn't take a tour because we heart it was a waste of time and then wandered up to the main square with boasts over 40 pubs and more beers than you can imagine.

So we sat outside at the first pub, had a couple pint, then chowed down my umpteenth Doner kebab of this trip, then wandered around for abit more, grabbed some beer at a grocery store, and then sat down in this huge square. The square was like any other we've been in with a huge building at one end, but the weird thing was that right in the middle of this square, there was a huge 50 foot 'pin' with a huge green fly on the top upside down looking like he'd been stabbed right through the middle. Weird. I couldn't help but wonder who came up with an idea like that. And what they were smoking or drinking.

"Hmmm...you know what would look great in this square, Tim????"

"No. I don't. What would look great in this square?"

"A great big pin with a huge green fly that's been stabbed by the pin. What do you think?"

"Great idea! Let's do it!"

Honestly. And what did the town people say when they woke up one morning to this huge fly in the middle of their historic square? Very odd.

Anyways.

From there we hit yet another pub, pounded back a few more pints, then headed to the station around 8 or so and caught a train back to Brussels after waiting around at the station for about an hour for the train.

When we got back to town we just headed up to Luke's place, chilled out and watched some shows on his computer, then went to bed pretty early.