Hello, the (20M) study abroad student here with another (much delayed) trip report and the last country on Eurostar that I hadn’t visited: Belgium. From what I’ve read online, it’s an odd case where the capital city, Brussels, is supposedly the least interesting of all the major cities in the country, but because I needed to end up in Brussels on my last day but didn’t want to spend 2 days there, I ended up doing a city every day–definitely a bit more ambitious than my prior weeks but certainly a thrill. As always, mile counts are added at the end for reference for distance covered.
Day 1: Ghent
I began my day at the Gravensteen, which looked like a very stereotypical castle, granted on a miniature scale, with the blocky turrets and gray stone wall encircling a handful of central buildings, which was surrounded by a small moat. Although the castle was quite small, even more compact than Stirling’s one, and had pretty sparse exhibitions, it was still quite interesting and had some worthwhile parts to explore. The central building, a fortress within the fortress, was grand and imposing, with mossy rooftops and a classic angular design, only broken up by more conical spires. There were some amazing views from atop it, especially of the three bell towers, lined up in a straight line, as the sky glowed a warm orange in the distance, a spectacular view that was unfortunately ruined as the rain clouds rolled in. Other highlights include the lusher and more overgrown backside of the castle, slowly turning into crumbling ruins, and the system of canals and tunnels underlying the castle that manage the water level of the moat. After briefly walking alongside the castle walls, though I wasn’t able to see much, probably in a measure to prevent tourists from falling or dropping their phones into the moat, I left to head to the famed Belfry. While much of the tower was under repair and didn’t have particularly pretty interiors, the views from on top were spectacular. Not only was I able to get great views of Ghent’s historical buildings, which looked like a combination of architecture from Paris and Amsterdam, with the rusted red-orange rooftops and Dutch roof-stylings with the more white and creamy exteriors found in Paris, except around the canals, which, to this outsider, looked ripped right out of the Netherlands. But the best views were of St. Bavo's Cathedral and the Church of St. Nicholas, located on opposite ends of the viewpoint, providing a great contrast in architectural styles. The former was much more blocky, with angular, octagonal spires with spiked rooftops jutting towards the skies, while the latter was much more fluid, with a curved backside, where two floors were connected by gentle arches, and an abundance of windows breaking up the monotony of the stone. I got especially lucky since the sun decided to peak out from the clouds, giving the churches a beautiful, warm glow.