After spending the night in Paris, I woke up fairly early to the sounds of police sirens. oh Paris… We dress, eat breakfast, and then walk over to the near by train station only to find out it was the wrong station. We had 20 minutes to catch our train out of France. The Amazing Race began. We hustled up steps and down streets and alleys to get to the other train station and find our train. We made it and then to Brussels, Belgium we went. The plan was the same - find a tour bus in Brussels and bounce to Amsterdam by the evening to check in to our hotel.
The Brussels tour was the best tour so far. Very informative and clear. Made an otherwise overlooked city very interesting even with it’s comparatively short history.
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