Ghent, pronounced with a soft G or a J sound, is northwest of Brussles in the Flemmish region of the country. I expected to use my French in Belgium, but not in Ghent!
Everyone was riding bikes and walking in the streets. It was nerve racking as Jeremy drove through to find a parking spot as the people mostly only moved out of the way for the trolley trains.
I do not know which of the two rivers this is, but the building built along the banks were lovely!
When in Belgium... I only had a few sips, but it was fun to taste! Jeremy not only enjoyed his favorite Duvel, but some local Ghent Beer as well. I also ordered the caramel apple pie, specialty of the region. It was different...very good with a soft pastry crust and spiced different than any apple pie that I've had before.
When stopping to buy bread and chocolates at the end of the day, I realized how foreign it is to not recognize any bit of the language spoken! I can see how someone moving abroad with no knowledge of language could find the experience overwhelming. I'm lucky that I can get along so well in Luxembourg... It really makes the adventure so much fun for me!
Ah, I'm drooling with jealousy. I want to taste the pie, and I'd love a sip of beer. What a pretty city. I'm glad you are exploring.
ReplyDeleteAh, I'm drooling with jealousy. I want to taste the pie, and I'd love a sip of beer. What a pretty city. I'm glad you are exploring.
ReplyDeleteLooks like fun! And, those Flemish folks really don't like people trying to speak French to them (I found that out the hard way, when a lady yelled at me. In English.) You guys are fantastic tourists!
ReplyDeleteKaitlin, that is HILLARIOUS!!
Deletei think i really want to go there
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