Majestic, regal almost. It possesses a quiet dignity which belies its turbulent history. It dips below the tree line, almost as if it is coyly daring me to try to discover its secrets. It is the chapel that the rest of the world forgot. It is an ex-Satanists chapel.
As a frequent traveller, I can honestly say that I’ve been through my fair share of airport security checkpoints. Some are more efficient than others but I’ve noticed that the biggest bottleneck stems from people’s lack of awareness at what to do. I’ve compiled a few helpful tips to help … Continue reading
At home this week. The Grand Place, Brussels’ main square is alive with the sound of camera shutters, eager talk and the noise made by a dozen or so rowdy scouts.