We both woke up with a bit of a headache. Belgium beer is not good for anyone!

Mike got his gps out to navigate us north of Brussels, but it was on busy roads and not very nice. we kept on seeing little cycle path signs to Brussels. We decided to follow these instead as they took us on cycle paths.

The route to Brussels took us beside the railway line and the airport. The route was really well signposted to the outskirts of Brussels and then it just stopped. Great.

We eventually found our way into the centre but found it too busy and noisy. We had only been to Brussels once before where we drove in, had lunch then drove back out again. This time we cycled in, had a snickers bar then cycled back out again.

Cycling out  of town was a scary expeprience. The gps took us through the slums of Brussels. I did not feel safe. Everything was run down, buildings and cars were covered in graffiti, and there were dodgy
characters lurking on the street corners. 

After about 10 km of dodgyness, we made it to the outskirts of Brussels. We were hot, bothered and it was 4pm so we checked into a hotel because it was cheap. It’s a shame really as It’s finally warm and dry enough to camp, but there are no camping grounds.