Brussels
As I mentinoned in my last enty, it was already late when we got to Brussels. We asked for the bus and got our tickets for one trip. People were mostly speaking French. And of course we couldn’t understand much. We again got off at the last bus station. Luckily, there was a very old man walking around and he was speaking English. He helped us big time and thanks to him, we could find the way to the flat of our host. It was 10 minutes away on foot, that was no problem, we were already used to walk with our huge backpacks.