[Edit: Photos from Ghent available here.]
So we woke up the next morning feeling FAR better than we had any right to after the long day and night of drinking. Perhaps walking 40 minutes back to our B&B helped.
We decided to stay one more night in Ghent, but the B&B we were in had no rooms available. So we had breakfast and I did some phoning and found a very funky attic room in an artist’s house. He was a painter, sculptor and potter. A rather eclectic individual. Somehow, when I first examined the room I missed the TRAPEZE that was hanging from the ceiling over the bed. Just call me Mr Observant. [In my defense, it was all coiled up and you had to untie it let it down. Ahem.]
After schelpping our luggage there we set out for our day. I had wanted to go the the Ghent Design Museum. It contained 2 items of interest.
The first one that attracted my attention to the museum, was the Aprilia Moto 6.5 which was right in the lobby. That got me in the door and we wandered around and found the Charles Eames exhibit. It was a neat exhibit, including about 6 short videos that Eames himself had narrated. One was about the production of the fiberglass chairs, and others were odd stop motion vignettes of parades using papermache or clay figurines. Very odd.
We were then off to the Dulle Griet for a beer and some nibbles. We had a Westmalle Dubble on tap as the house Dulle Griet blonde on tap.
Then Kaddee said that she had read of a scotch bar in Ghent that is somewhat well regarded. So we went off to find it. It is a cellar bar in this alley. As we were about to go down, I heard the mournful wail of not one but TWO sets of bagpipes. Now, I am not a big fan of the bagpipes. In fact I will usually beat feet in the opposite direction of a set of bagpipes. Especially since they are usually played by amateurs with far too much enthusiasm. Anyway, I refused to go down into a cellar bar that was being serenaded by TWO bagpipers. So we waited a few minutes and discussed where we would go. Perhaps we could come back later. Then, blissfully, the bagpipes stopped. Ah, it was safe to enter.
So down we went.