When in Brussels......

.... drink Leffe (not Stella Artois). Tried 2 (or was it three <hic>) different bottles. Not the sort of stuff I'd drink all night, but you have to try these things when you are on your travels.

Being in a bar like this makes me ashamed of my appalling language skills (lack of). The one guy here in our group (a Belgian) is flipping seamlessly between English, French and Flemish (which also allows him to converse with the Dutch in the group). He can also 'get by' in German if he has to (makes ya sick).