Belgium

Christmas Day #1 went very well. We made it to Friesland with no problems, and walked around the village with Jan's dad while waiting for Jan's sister to arrive. The canals had seriously frozen over up there, and half the town was skating on it. It's a HUGE canal, but had a sold 5-6 inches of quality ice all the way across.

Walking on it was a bit scary at first - we don't do ice in Seattle :-P We saw dogs running along with skaters, skaters pushing strollers, and even a small three-legged dog pulled along in a moving box. There was also a little kid (5 or 6) sitting on a wooden folding chair being pushed along by his mother. Apparently kids learn to skate with a chair, to help keep their balance (and provide a ride home when their little legs get tired). The ice creates an easy way to get over the canal without taking a ferry or driving a long way, as well as a nice path to the next town.

We had a lot of fun with Jan's family, and they loved meeting my mom for the first time. They were very impressed by how much my Dutch has improved since the last time they visited us. I was able to get the gist of almost all of the Dutch conversations, and even translated for my mom :-)

On Christmas Day #2 (we get two Christmases!) we ran out of food and figured the Chinese restaurant would be open, so went there. They were serving amazing 6 course Christmas dinners. It took about 3 hours, but the food was great and it was fun and relaxing to chat for a while. We probably should have made a reservation, but they were able to squeeze us in.

Monday we drove down to Brugge in Belgium, but the GPS decided to take the scenic route, which was a bit over three hours driving. A one-lane two-way road with snow and blind corners was involved. By the time we parked and walked to the center of Brugge (all the center parking lots were full), we were past ready for lunch and ate at a really bad restaurant. We finished around 2pm and decided to save the chocolate museum for Tuesday and do a bit of sight seeing instead before heading to the hotel. Very cool old buildings every where.

The hotel was in Oostende on the west coast of Belgium, a block away from the North Sea. Nice hotel, awesome dinner, typical over-developed resort town.

We drove back to Brugge in the morning and got to the Chocolate Museum shortly after it opened. It was surprisingly crowded, but mostly enjoyable and informative. Jan took photos of me and mom standing next to a solid chocolate Barack Obama. There was also a good quick live demonstration of how to make pralines, with samples, and a shop to buy more in.

We found a great restaurant nearby for lunch, then went in search of chocolates to smuggle back across the border. We got a kilo of assorted chocolates on one of the main streets, then headed home. We decided to skip Antwerp due to having our Looking At Old Stuff quota nicely satisfied in Brugge, which turned out to be a good idea anyhow because it was raining pretty hard when driving past Antwerp. Fortunately the Dutch-Belgian border is poorly guarded (there's just a sign next to the highway saying you're in a different country now), so the chocolate-smuggling operation was easy.