This weekly market is one of the reasons I love Brussels.
Everything, from the artichokes that are the size of my daughter's skull to the small, juicy strawberries to the people to the animated conversations to the outdoor sophistication. No fried dough here. No. Just a bunch of Bruxellois and me, in my glory.
When we arrived, I finally embraced the good fortune we have of being here as a family. I could go all nonchalant, like none of it's a big deal, been here before or ho-hum or even cynical but the fact is, I'm elated. I'm over-the-moon with joy that my family and I are getting another piece of European action.
And more importantly, that I get another chance to take a bunch of stealth photos of what I find beautiful here.
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Enjoy. I love Brussels. I love Europe and to be there with family for a summer vaca--heavenly!
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