After a rainy night, we woke to a glorious morning of sunshine! We sat down to another amazing breakfast in the Relais Bourgondisch Cruyce (scrambled eggs AND waffles this moning 😀) and then dashed out to take the obligatory 100th photo of Rosary Quay in the sunshine. It was fortuitous that the sun chose today of all days to shine, as this was the day we had two of our major sightseeing activities booked/planned!
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Rosary Quay in the sunshine |
With the photos taken, we lined up at the Quay, directly across from the hotel, to take a boat ride on the canals. Despite running over ground we'd seen before, it was a fantastic way to see the town! We got to see things from a new perspective as well as picking up some extra knowkedge abut what we were actually seeing. You know - all those all buldings an that. And anyway, the guys in "In Brugge" took a boat ride, so we had to as well.
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Obligatory boat ride on the canals, in the sunshine! |
With our little cruise concluded, we headed towards the next spot on the sightseeing agenda - the museum of the holy blood. Again, straight out of the movie. We found the location and went inside, but unfortunately we were too early to see the holy relic 🤷. Oh well. I mean we saw some Jeebus shit inside - I didnt really need to pay to see a fake relic if I'm being honest.
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The museum of the holy blood. |
With a whole lot of time wasted not seeing the fake jeebus relic, we decided hot chocolate was in order. To procure same, we headed across town to the most recommended hot chocolate purveyors in town - The Old Chocolate House. We grabbed a table and ordered a round - some milk, some dark. It was sweet as hell, but pretty damn good. Not to mention it warmed us up a treat.
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Hot chocolate at The Old CHocolate House |
Straight from hot chocolate to lunch! Admittedly we'd filled up a little on hot milk and melted chocolate, but we'd been planning to go to Poules Moules for lunch and it was only a few doors down the road. Since we didn't have a reservation, and it was just after 12, we thought it prudent to try our luck while it was early and while we were in the area.
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Lunch at Poules Moules |
They had Leffe Blond on the menu, so the drinks portion of the ordering was easily taken care of. Katrina and Eb had the mussels (the reason we had come). Without much appetite, I opted for the chicken salad and Claudia the grilled salmon. The food was excellent as expected and we rolled out of there feeling very full indeed.
We had 3pm tickets for the Brugge Belfry, so we hustled back towards the marktplatz. In no time we were ascending the steps. I was worried that my vertigo was going to be a problem (yet again), and at intervals on the way up the view from the windows seemed to support this. It was a long climb, with the stairs getting progressively narrower and steeper as we went up. Just below the belfry level we could see the workings of the carillion and the huge iron cylinders used to program it. Amazing.
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We made it! |
Soon enough, we were there in the belfry itself. The walls are really quite thick, and they exist from the ground up to your waist, so basically you can't really look straight down. As a result, my vertigo wasn't a problem in the slightest, and I was able to enjoy the views of Brugge in relative calm. "The guidebook says it's a must see!"
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An amazing view from the Brugge Belfry |
We spent a good deal of time up there enjoying the view and the sunshine. Once we were down, we retired to our rooms for a complimntary coffee and a short rest before our dinner reservation at Bij Koen & Marijke. All we knew about the place was that it was a grill restaurant, and that we'd paid a 100 euro deposit!
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A shrine to beer |
As soon as I saw the quirky, easy going interior, heard the cool playlist, and was greeted by our smiling host Marijke, I knew it was going to be a great night. The menu was not extensive, but for each dish that Bij cooked on the open grill right there in the restaurant, Marijke had paired it with a special beer selection. We all chose the filet pur to eat, and paired with it was an amazing coffe-chocolate stout: bier #39 of the trip - De Ranke Noir De Dottignies.
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bier #39 - De Ranke Noir De Dottignies |
Oh my god what an amazing beer that was! We couldnt stop smiling and shaking our heads in disbelief - much to the delight of our host. While we waited for our steak, and sipped our amazing beers, Marijke brought us out some cured porks that Bij had cured himself. Heaven!
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Bij's cured pork - amazing! |
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Bij working the grill, right out in the restaurant. |
Our steak came out accompanied with a bowl of fried potatoes that had the smokey taste of the grill enfused with them. Paired with the steak, which was cooked to absolute perfection, they were divine. Eb and I finished our stout in short order and asked our host for another recommendation to go with the meat. She suggested a trippel from the very small local brewery Nova. And so Nova Blonde Trippel became bier #40 of the trip. And here again was another amazing beer! Just a hint of bitterness, disolving into a toffee sweet aftertaste. Yummo!
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Bier #40 - Nova Blonde Trippel |
As desert came around, we ordered an amazing tiramasu. Paired with it was another amazing beer, and we couldn't help but order it as well - bier #41 for the trip - Viven Milk Chocolate Stout. Yet again, this beer was absolutely amazing, and our head-shaking disbelief returned. It was a toss up between the De Ranke Nior and this Viven Stout for best Belgian beer of the trip.
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Bier #41: Viven Milk Chocolate Stout |
Suffice to say we were very sad to leave. Despite this we were very jolly as we made our way home, reminiscing about the evening. I would easily say this was the best restaurant experience of my entire life, and it was a unimaginably superb way to finish our lst day in Brugge - a visit that has turned out to be absolutely amazing in every way.