Europe Day Seven

We left London early this morning for Brussels, Belgium. Long day. It is 10:00 at night and we just got to our hotel and then had to wait a half hour for our luggage. Tomorrow our wake-up call is 6:30, bus leaving at 8:00.

We took a bus ride to the white cliffs of Dover, then a ferry across the English Channel to France. Very rough ride. A number of people on the ferry were sitting with their heads in barf bags.
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We rode for a while in France and then on into Belgium. This is a beautiful country. The landscape is like picture postcards. I was able to get a few shots from the bus, but of course, pictures just don’t do it justice. So beautiful.

There is a definitely feeling here that we are not exactly welcome. Our tour director has even warned us about it. We’ve already been snapped at by a convenience store clerk for opening a can of coke before paying for it. He was yelling at us in French. Good thing we couldn’t understand. We just looked dumb (not too hard to do :) ).

By the way, Cokes are a premium over here. You pay through the nose and not even McDonald’s gives you free refills. Dale says that he still prefers living in the Land of the Free . . . . refills J. Now that we’re in France we’ve been notified that you have to pay to use most of the toilets (not called restrooms here). Now Dale is saying that he still prefers living in the Land of the Free . . . . toilets :).

This is the European Commission – the center for the government of Europe (eventually possibly the one-world government. It’s been “nicknamed” The Beast. Hmmm – we’re wondering if there is any connection between our warm reception here and this. Could there be some spiritual activity going on here??

King Charles V palace (although he died before it was finished so he never lived there.)