Easter weekend. The weather forecast isn’t very promising, but they’ve got loads of lovely beer in Belgium, so we figured that the worst case scenario would be that we’d spend the weekend in a bar. And that doesn’t seem too daunting a worst case scenario to me.
As it turned out, the worst bit of the weekend was getting across the Channel. A train had broken down in the Channel Tunnel, which delayed us (and several thousand other people) for over three hours. The Eurotunnel terminal was so packed that we had to queue for over an hour-and-a-half just to get a Burger King.
We finally got to Mechelen at 00:33 on Saturday morning, three minutes after the hotel bar closed. Doh!
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