We borrow a car and leave for
((Post visit addition)I think visiting the oldest citizen of Brussels should be a requirement to all tourists. Something about the irreverence of it all that makes me grin, a small boy, peeing into a fountain, the manekin pis. The real comedy of the situation probably doesn't hit until you get home and look at your photos. After clamoring amongst the other people to get your clear photo in front if the fountain.....convince someone to take your picture.....show them how to work your camera....smile....thanks....flip the digital camera to view....looks good....time for more pictures...buy a souvenir.....move on. Even then you didn't catch it, nope, not until you get home and see the photos on the screen that you notice it, it looks like the boy is pissing on you! Ha!)
We take a break from buying a bunch of mankin pis souvenirs and enjoy a light lunch and a beer off a side street. A nice Hoegarden and some Greek food, street vendor style. The table are set up in the middle of the street, forcing you to walk on the sidewalks, right in front of the vendors. These polite gentlemen will even pull out a chair for you, even from 10 feet away. I suggest walking up one side and down the other and take your pick. Back to Antwerp tonight.
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