A relaxing weekend in belgium. Visit to Bruxelles
L 'important is travel, where does not matter. But maybe it's better to go somewhere where no one has ever been prima.L 'idea of the journey, the theoretical background on the Internet, the preparation of luggage (always by hand), the sleepless night before departure, weariness, 1000 new faces that you meet and that you will not see more flavors (okay, here I give up: the fast food are all the same), sweaty feet, dirty underwear, the gyrations in the ass, trams, the rain, but where the fuck is the 'hotel', the thirst, I have to pee and there 'is not a public park, the battery will discharge your camera when you need more, the monuments, the' wrong bus let me off!, strange shops, the museum of technology, those who try to cheat his wallet, his glasses broken, the fucking plane late, that sat beside you that you fart and then you go to start a race and fart more than him ... This is traveling ...
Well, after this small poetic premise will tell you my last weekend alternative. I went to Brussels, because c 'was a lot of interesting things that was a while' I wanted to see. I wanted to see in order of importance: Mini Europe, Atomium, Autoworld, Manneken Pis, Grand Place. And then I've got also added 's MPs.
The mission was organized with less than 2 months in advance, which, however, been sufficient to take advantage of Ryanair's lowest price: 1 cent each way + tax, or less than 32 euri A / R-head in all. Going to Brussels with a low-cost means to land in Charleroi, bucolic place 50 km from the capital.
When planning a mission should read up on all that 's to do and see, how to move, etc, to avoid, once there, to play the part of Toto and Peppino in that famous film. Must also take note of weather forecasts so you know how to dress. The weather was expected: lousy Saturday, beautiful Sunday. And so it was. The standard equipment provided: ski jacket (light weight but with good protection as wind and water), cap, baggy pants (always wear jeans clinging you pinch your balls is not the best of life), in boots Gore-tex for the feet dry. The details count. For me it means hand luggage backpack. Never or trolley bags, because in a hypothetical case of self-defense when it becomes necessary 's use of martial arts hands should always be free. L 'cabin baggage only drawback is that you can bring a' weapon, as if boarding a suitcase, can you also put in a Desert Eagle that so no one notices. Unless you open the suitcase, in which case you should fall from the clouds and play the Pirlo. I do not find it difficult ...
L 'plane coming from nowhere and was one of those old, that is always a 737-800 but even those with reclining seats and storage pockets. The last that Ryanair bought these accessories are free to save money. The bag to vomit is not present (need to ask the bastards ... if you have time!). L 'air smelled of intestinal gas but it was closed and apparently clean. There are 3 toilets, one of which was broken and in another there 'was a soap and there was only 2 paper towels. All to keep costs ...
Let's start point and it was clear that Batman and Robin sitting in the front of their beautiful uniforms were in a hurry: the take-off was like "partisan", ie without stop to the holding point. Despite our SID was that beautiful ORIO5T of pain in the ass (the one that makes you do a nice 360 to the left after takeoff) comes with a full 25 minutes early. You can also save time, depends on the 'mood of the controller on duty on Milan departures. That is if she fucked the night before, then it can assign a SID to Saronno faster or give a direct transition to the north, but in our case had gone blank, and then we made the rounds. It 'amazing what you can discover the sex life of auditors' ENAC start procedure based on instrumental assigned to an aircraft ...
L 'Charleroi airport is small and nerd and struggling to manage the' huge passenger traffic that led to the low cost. But it is building a new terminal. The airport is connected to the city with a bus service connecting with the 'arrival of flights. If your flight is delayed 's bus waits, but if the flight is in advance is you that you have to wait: all' open, and if it rains you wet.
L 'bus costs 10 euros each way and tickets can also be done on the internet so you do not lose time. The worrying thing is that the 'bus is only 1 and if there are more than 50 people who came after you arrange. C 'is also a service bus to Charleroi, which is a real city, and from there you can limit the reach Brussels by train.
Our bus was old and half decayed el 'driver was funny as a kick in the balls, but we brought in about 45 minutes from Gare du Midi (South Station).
Before boarding demanded us to do assembly, lined and covered and put us on 'attenti.Noi we looked perplexed but no one dared breathe. The "dest-line" I took the liberty of saying, "Excuse me sir driver, we should just take the 'bus ..." He showed me once barked, "Muto, shit! How tall are you?" At my answer: 1.80 him once: "I had never seen a bunch of shit up 1 meter and 80" Then he continued: "Here I give the orders, not on my bus smoking, no eating, no drink, do not fart, do not talk. What if I just as soon as I hear one of you little shits with 'i-pod in my ears do get off and goes on foot, I am clear? " And we: "Yes sir!" I was clear? "Yes sir!"
... well, come on, this is not true ... do you have invented just to please a friend who lives near Magenta ...
The station is great, modern, and also contains a shopping mall. We take the opportunity for a sandwich. I was anxious to reach the 'hotel because it was the first time I booked with booking.com, and I was curious to find out if it had worked or if something had gone wrong, like discovering that the room there' was, or that cost three times or like.
The city has a subway, tram (in the center are like the underground metro) and buses. Turn is fairly easy. E 'available for 4 euro ticket that allows unlimited travel on all means for a day. Saturday and Sunday ticket is valid for 2 people: a bargain.
Reach the 'Comfort Art Hotel Siru, central and surrounded by really cool hotels (Hilton and Sheraton). The particularity of this hotel is that every room is different, because they have been called a hundred artists are free to decorate the rooms to their liking. Inside the chamber c 'is also a plaque that tells the life of' artist. The motto of 'hotel: one night at' Art Siru is like a night at the museum. Yes, everything is pretty nice, but the rooms are incredibly small, a light bulb was burned, an outlet was broken, some of the shower tiles were cracked, and finally the support of the shower was broken. Addition, the mattress was uncomfortable and the pillow so small that it is ... Continue on the site www.viaggimiei.net