Get out of Frankfurt

I have to be honest and say that we couldn't get out of Frankfurt fast enough. Another highly overpriced Maccas breakfast (or Maccies as the English call it) and we were on our high speed train to Brussels. The trains are excellent speeding through the countryside at over 200 km an hour (maybe faster but I can't remember. Hopefully I took a photo).

Woohoo, I did! Memory recall 48 hours later when writing can sometimes be dodgy.

We arrived around midday, found a local train, wound our way past the seemingly endless roadworks barriers, conquered our first real long cobblestones walk and found our new home for the next 6 nights.

Unpacked and hungry, as a bacon and scrambled egg wrap or McMuffin will not sustain you much beyond 4 hours.

So we headed to Huggy's because of our extensively researched itinerary; it was there. 

Having researched the cost, it was ridiculously priced for hamburgers and I am embarrassed to say the cost. Annette thought that I had recommended it from a podcast. I couldn't remember the name of the place from the podcast but because that recommendation was for fries, I suggested just fries. We sat down, ordered, I checked my notes, and the place I had the recommendation from was in Antwerp. We are in Brussels. Oh well. 

The burgers were delicious. The coleslaw side was delicious and the fries were ho hum. Good thing we will be in Antwerp soon eating fries from Frites Atelier.

We then went walkies looking keenly for some sort of architecture, purchased a Pepsi no sugar, which surprisingly for a drink filled with artificial flavours and salt, made me thirsty, and made our now traditional trip to Aldi for supplies.

4 and 5 in the arvo are the hottest parts of the day, so the walk home was tough, especially carrying the 9 pack of bottled soft drink and a belly full of burger.