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| Houses along the canals of Venice © A. Harrison |
Bruges, Brugges, Brugge - there are as many variations on the name as there are languages spoken in this medieval town.
Visiting in late autumn I found a magical place. Bruges is a delight for wandering, for eating, for museums (an exhibition of the Flemish Primitives was showing) – and for chocolate. I was even lucky enough to see the famous Dog of Bruges before he died. The old town is criss-crossed with canals, and cars are few.
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| A windmill in Bruges © A. Harrison |
The canals remain the heart of the old town, and the waterways offer delightful views of the buildings. All day little tourist barges wind their way around Bruges, helping give a layout to a place which, much like the winding alleys of Venice, left me becoming eternally lost.
And discovering new things. Who knew Bruges had windmills? (Four remain, but there were once twenty-five of them.)
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| A white chocolate Michelangelo! © A. Harrison |
Or a chocolate museum with a replica of a Michelangelo Madonna and Child?
It's also a delightful place to explore the past. This photo brings back the smell of damp leaves after a crisp autumn day.
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| Wandering the outskirts of the town © A. Harrison |
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