Once again, I let my feet walk the cobblestoned streets of a new city. This time, Brussels, Belgium. Yes, the fries were divine, the chocolate was succulent, and Manneken Pis was a hoot. I can assure that you will not stop looking up at the mountainous guildhalls and the captivating gothic towers and perhaps get a sore neck from it all. Once again, I have fallen in love with another remarkable city.
"I had never set my eyes on a sky so blue and water so pearl-like before. The buildings are magnificent. Even in their battered, crumbling, antiquated state. It allows you to envision its history playing around you. I could see Casanova tiptoeing on the wall’s edge of Doge’s Palace. I could see Marco Polo getting ready to set sail for the East."
Hamburg is the second largest city in Germany, but strangely overlooked by tourists who prefer hip Berlin or posh Munich. Having lived in Hamburg for several years I can recommend places that are a little more off the beaten path.