Monday, 28 March 2016

Bruges, West Flanders, Belgium

Welcome to the City of Bruges
Entering Medieval Bruges





















Our Easter weekend was already well underway and after exploring historical Antwerp we were now driving to the capital of West Flanders in Belgium, to the famous medieval city of Bruges.

Looking across the Dijver canal

Bruges, dates back to the Bronze and Iron Ages when it was once a coastal prehistoric settlement. 

The first fortifications were built after the Roman conquest of the local tribes' people in the first century BC.

This sounded very interesting! As we drove across the flat green lands of Belgium, Kara read out more history. 

The German Franks then took over from the Romans around the 4th century. After some serious viking plundering in the ninth century the Roman fortifications were reinforced and Bruges began trading with England and Scandinavia. 

Bruges City Hall
It took about two hours to reach Bruges, find a parking spot and check in at our hostel. It was mid afternoon and we were rearing to head out and explore. It was, in essence, the beginning of a glutinous three day chocolate, beer, waffle and frites binge! 

But we probably walked most of it off, starting at the Burg square. 

The beautiful square plaza was covered in sprawling tourists and flanked by gorgeous buildings like the city hall, which was built in 1421. 

People milled about amongst the sickly smell of sugar-crusted waffles and the afternoon sun sparkled; piercing through the clouds and glaring off the golden buildings. We moved on and before long were engaged in a flight of local beer tasting- cherry, coconut and other unusual flavours crossed our palates.
Beer with a view
Tasting tray number one



















Walking down quiet lanes into pubs
Favourite beer of the weekend





















The rest of the evening disappeared (quite literally as daylight savings started) and we wandered aimlessly around the old enchanting houses and dark canals. 


Canal views
John on Meestraat Bridge



















Old court house

Interestingly, due to its coastal location, Bruges once became a successful trading post. Bruges received its city charter in July 1128, and new walls and city canals were built. 

The city grew quickly as the demand for trading increased but starting around 1500, the channel, which had given the city its prosperity, also started silting and what had been Bruges' Golden Era had ended (the interesting part is that now Bruges is 14km from the sea). 

Panoramic of the back of the Stadhuis, against Brug square

During the 17th century, various unsuccessful efforts to bring back the glorious past were made. The beautiful city of Bruges became impoverished and gradually faded in importance; its population dwindling from 200,000 to 50,000 by 1900.


Early morning photo of the City Hall


However In the last half of the 19th century, Bruges became one of the world's first tourist destinations attracting wealthy British and French tourists who came to explore (much like us) the original medieval city.

Windmill one
Windmill two
Windmill three
The next morning was grizzly and cold. Rain threatened to spoil our day but after a meat and cheese breakfast we set off marching to the city's border on the outskirts of Kruisvest. 
























Windmill four





















Following an almost deserted trail we conquered the windmill loop looking up in awe at the old mills which date back to 1770. What we enjoyed at the end of the trail was stumbling on the Béguinage, which is a cluster of white nunneries that surround a magical garden of spring daffodils. What we loved about Bruges is that for every corner you turn there's something notable, something to make you go wow! 

Nun cluster in the Beguinage

Beautiful medieval houses tucked away
Walking down Steenstraat


















Sunset on the wooden houses
View from a beer garden :) 


















Begijnhof bridge
Making time for waffles
Interesting shapes and patterns

Back of the Belfry
Looking at the Onze-lieve-Vrouw Brugge

Pit stop at the Grote Markt
The most impressive part of Bruges would have to be the Grote Markt with the cascading 13th century belfry (perhaps made famous by the movie In Bruges with Colin Farrell) and the surrounding ginger bread houses. 

The belfry
Simon Stevinplein square




















We ended up visiting the square several times over the long weekend, at times just passing through to get from one bar to another or to buy some hot frites or racing from chocolate shop to chocolate shop!

Easter delights in the windows!
Belgium's association with chocolate goes back as far as 1635 when the country was under Spanish rule and the Spanish were making large trades of cocoa beans from South America. From the early 20th century, the country was able to import large quantities of cocoa from its African colony. Over time of course they perfected their recipes and alas we gorged! 

Easter treats
Ohh.... a collection!! 


















Something a little fancy...

Rabbits and eggs! 





















We spent the evening quietly walking the streets again absorbing the low light and peaceful feeling that comes when the bus loads of tourists leave for the day. The moon almost bounced off the water and it lapped so quietly against the century's old canals.

Beautiful street side shops
Homes squished against each other



















Porticos along the Belfort


The view down the Groenerei

















Grote Market and the Stadhuis by night

Another waffle stop...
Bacon chocolate? Ticks the boxes




















When Easter Monday rolled around we had a sleep-in and then a final walk through the quiet city. It was calm and peaceful. We decided to drive out to the coast to see Bruges' sea port, the Zeebrugge which was built in 1907. 
Bracing against the wind in Blankenburg

We got a little lost on the way and ended up at the nearby town of Blankenburg. That was ok; we walked out along the pier as the sand whipped up against us and we breathed in the fresh sea air. 

Eventually we made the move to start heading back home, our bellies full of delicious Belgian foods and our minds lost in the medieval lanes of Bruges.

Tot siens,
John and Kara

Sunday, 27 March 2016

Antwerp, Belgium

The giant hand slaying hero
It's easter again and this weekend we got in the car and drove south into Belgium! With some slight trepidation after recent terrorist attacks we forewent our purchased bus tickets and opted for the car (in case we needed to make a quick get away). 

However there was nothing to be concerned about and the whole weekend was amazing! Having the car though meant we were much more flexible and so we were able to explore the northern city of Antwerp on our way to and from Bruges. 

According to old folk tales the city of Antwerp got its name from a legend about a fierce giant called Antigoon who lived near the city's river. He exacted a toll from passing boatmen, and for those who refused, he kindly severed one of their hands and threw it into the river. Eventually the giant was killed by a young hero who is idolised in statue form in the city’s main centre. 

The hero cut off the giant's own hand and flung it into the river! Karma right? So the name Antwerpen comes from Dutch ‘hand werpen’, akin to Old English hand and wearpan (to throw), which has evolved to today's warp. So the city’s name literally  translates to hand thrower! 

However, before the hand-throwing giant, historical Antwerp allegedly had Roman roots. Excavations carried out in the oldest section near the river, indicate the area was populated mid-2nd century to the end of the 3rd century.


Heading into the old town
Walking through Antwerp




















As we arrived into Antwerp it was cold, cloudy and gusty. We drove around looking for somewhere to park. Initially we weren't impressed by what we saw, it was grey and everything looked ‘square’ and we even thought about just driving on through. Eventually we found a parking spot by the old wharf along the city river (the river Scheldt) and walked towards the old centre.

Easter parades under the town hall
We walked into the old town, down the Vlasmarkt and we heard whiffs of music caught in the gusting wind. A marching band was playing under the towering city hall and their music created an amazing atmosphere as we realised how beautiful Antwerp really was! 

We did feel a little nervous and exposed in the square but the beauty of the buildings and the easter show had us relaxing. 

We grabbed a seat and watched the traditionally dressed folk dancing and singing for a few minutes. 

Amazing 16th century guild houses
Antwerp really came into its own during the 15th and 16th centuries. At the time the Spanish ruled over the area which was then considered Hasburg Netherlands as the Spanish King was part of the Hasburg Empire. 

The then Dutch-speaking city (it wasn't part of Belgium until 1832 after the Siege of Antwerp) grew greatly in importance and at the end of the 15th century when trading in nearby Bruges began to decline Antwerp began to flourish. 

Antwerp was the richest city in Europe in the 15th century as trading boomed and during the first half of the 16th century Antwerp grew to become the second-largest European city north of the Alps. 

Blauwmoezelstraat
Carolus Borromeuskerk



















Relaxing with a coffee on the main square
Erfgoedbibliotheek (public library)

















Plaza in the centre of the old town

Many foreign merchants traded and stayed in the city selling their wares and making fortunes. Hundreds of ships would pass through the ports in a day, and 2000 carts entered the city each week. At the beginning of the 16th century Antwerp accounted for 40% of world trade. The city continued to prosper until the Dutch revolution. 

Panoramic of Grote Markt

Looking up at the Cathedral of our Lady
As we sat looking at the Renaissance-style Stadhuis (the city hall) and listening to the band play, we admired the Grote Markt (Great Market Square) and the stunning medieval Dutch houses called the guildhalls which surrounded it. 

The square, built between 1561 and 1565, incorporates both Flemish and Italian influences (so, everything looked beautiful). The amazing buildings are all protected UNESCO world heritage sights. The square itself is laced with dark cobbles and towering above watching everything was the Cathedral of our Lady. 


Old well in the church square
Walking up Oude Koornmarkt


















Local cookies in the shape of hands

We walked around the quiet almost deserted old town wondering where all the people were. We looked into the windows of dimly lit bakeries and admired a lot of their chocolatey treats! One unusual biscuit we saw is the local Antwerpse Handjes, literally "Antwerp Hands". Made from a short pastry with almonds or milk chocolate, they symbolise the Antwerp trademark and folklore. Quite delicious, like a mildly spiced shortbread.

Exploring quiet streets
The windy kaasstraat




















Down the dark alleys we walked until we reached the Cathedral of our Lady, a Roman Catholic cathedral. Started in 1352 and, although the first stage of construction was ended in 1521, it has never been completed. In Gothic style, similar to many across Spain, the Cathedral loomed over the square below.


Cathedral of our Lady
Buildings along Ernest van Dijckkaai
Local cafe's selling waffles
South side of Grote Markt








































The wind really picked up and so we moved along looking for somewhere to grab lunch. On our way back as the sky cleared slightly we made our way back to the river. 

The medieval Het Steen fortress
Although Antwerp was a fortified city many many moons ago, hardly anything remains except a replica of a medieval fortress named Het Steen which has been partly rebuilt near the river. 

We raced over and explored the small stone castle which was originally built after the Viking incursions in the early middle ages. From 1303 to 1827 it was used as a prison and quite fittingly two large menacing giants guard at the entrance!

After exploring Antwerp we were back in the car and on our way to Bruges!

Tot siens,
John and Kara