The next day was a travel day. Packed up and headed for the train station.
Right next to the train station is this huge flea market held every Saturday. We put our luggage in a locker in the train station and wandered through the flea market. It was a interesting experience. Apparently it is a common place to shop for furniture, clothing, housewares, art etc. One could easily furnish an entire apartment from scratch in one (very busy) afternoon at this market.
I know if I ever end up living in Ghent, I am gonna rent a truck and park it around the corner and go shopping here to get my apartment started.
On the train, we were *bad*. There were a couple of American women who headed to Ghent for the day. They asked tons of questions and really had no idea what to do in Ghent. They had no guide book. I got the distinct impression they were looking to latch onto someone as a tour guide. We ditched them. I felt bad. For about 5 minutes.
We stopped in Korn Markt square on our way to our B&B for some lunch.
And beer
- Petrus Gouden Tripel
- Pilaarbijter Tripel Blond
- Tripel Karmaliet
- Duvel
After lunch and a stroll around the square to find an ATM, we made it to our (rather disappointing) B&B above a bakery just off one of the main squares in the old town.
We started our beer tourism of Ghent at Aba-Jour, a nice place on one of the canals. Great food, prepared with beer.
To drink we had (ordered Westvleteren, but they were OOS):
- Agustijn Grand Cru – very nice
- Villers Tripel – fruity, and somewhat spicey. great companion to the food
- Gentse Tripe- floral with a nice finish. Very good beer
- Pater Lieven Blonde – slightly malty for a blond. Smelled like socks.
We then returned to our mosquito and fly infested B&B for a crappy nights sleep.