But but but...
I absolutely hated the pictures that I took in Belgium. Why? Because it was taken by none other than my father.
- Who cannot see the digicam screen clearly.
- And never got the idea of taking a nice picture.
- Who also happens to think that as long as we're in the picture, then it's good.
And I can swear, anyone who sees the pictures that he's taken, would faint for sure.
But I've tried my best and chose a few that seems sliiiiiiiiightly acceptable...
But for this one, I can't find any others, and I really, really, really have to put up a picture of the Atomium. So, this is it.
St. Michael and Gudula Cathedral:
From the rear view. A Gothic style cathedral where Catholic style national ceremonies, e.g. royal marriages and state funerals, are usually held.
Need I say more?
Snapshots at the Grand Place.
Brussels Town Hall:
The left and right wing looks like they're of different length. That's because they really are. (HAHA!) And the architect noticed his mistake way too late, overcame with grief, and leapt to his death from that very tower itself.
Souvenirs from Belgium...
Lace:
The very next famous and popular item for tourists in Belgium after chocolates.
Mannekin Pis:
Little Juliaanske here saved Brussels and is now a proud owner of his very own exclusive wardrobe with hundreds of DIFFERENT costumes (and so, this puts mine to shame).
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