“Everything about it is perfect – its cobbled streets, its placid bottle-green canals, its steep roofed medieval houses, its market square, its slumbering parks, everything.” – Bill Bryson – ‘Neither here Nor there’
We were driving to neighbouring Belgium today to visit the town of Bruges in the north of the country and by the time we had packed the car and set off there were big spots of rain falling on the windscreen.
This didn’t last long and it was one of those days when there were different weather conditions in all directions and it was a bit of a lottery about what we were likely to get. It was about a hundred kilometres to drive and on the way we passed through a variety of different weather fronts so we were unsure of just what to expect when we arrived.
We needn’t have worried because as we parked the car the sun came out and the skies turned a settled shade of blue and without a map we let instinct guide us down sun-dappled mazy cobbled streets towards the city centre.
I had visited Bruges before in 1981 so I thought I knew what I was looking for but over the years I must have got mixed up because the place looked nothing like I remembered it. I knew that we were looking for a large square and I had in mind something classical like St Marks in Venice so I was surprised when we reached the famous market square to find nothing like that at all.
Bruges is the capital and largest city of the province of West Flanders in the Flemish Region of Belgium. In the middle ages, thanks to the wool trade, it was one of the most important cities in Europe and the historic city centre is an important UNESCO World Heritage Site because most of its medieval architecture is intact. The Church of Our Lady has a hundred and twenty metre high spire making it one of the world’s highest brick towers.
The sculpture Madonna and Child, which can be seen in the transept, is believed to be Michelangelo’s only work to have left Italy within his lifetime, it isthe most famous landmark is its thirteenth century belfry and also a pivotal part of the George Clooney film “Monuments Men”. The church is also home to a municipal carillon comprising forty-eight bells where the city still employs a full-time carillonneur, who gives free concerts on a regular basis.
The city is also famous for its picturesque waterways and along with other canal based northern cities, such as Amsterdam in the Netherlands it is sometimes referred to as “The Venice of the North”; but this isn’t a title that it holds uniquely because it has also been applied to Saint Petersburg, Stockholm, Copenhagen, Hamburg, Manchester, Birmingham and Edinburgh amongst others.
Bruges is a fine place and we really needed more time to appreciate all of this but the price to be paid for convenient close to the centre parking was that we were restricted to just two hours. Even though I didn’t remember it quite like this the city square was delightful, fully pedestrianised except for the odd horse and carriage and surrounded by bars and cafés all around the perimeter. We liked the look of the Bruges Tavern which had tables surrounded by pretty flowers tumbling effervescently from boxes and containers and a vacant table with a good view of the square.
The official language in this part of Belgium is Flemish, which is similar to Dutch and the man who came to take our order identified immediately that we were English and spoke to us in that delightful lilting sing-song voice that Dutch and Belgian people have when they speak English. He made us feel welcome and we enjoyed a glass of beer sitting in the sunshine.
The girls wanted to shop so whilst they went off in the direction of the main street we finished our drinks and then took a leisurely walk around the square overlooked by brightly painted houses with Dutch style gables and facades and then disappeared down the warren of quiet side streets that had something interesting to stop for around every corner.
Making our way back to the car we stopped in another, more modern, large square for a second drink where the service was slow and there was an amusing exchange between a flustered waitress and an impatient diner. ‘Alright, alright, the food is coming’the waitress snapped in a reproachful way when she was asked for a third time when it would be served.
Our beer took a long time to come as well but we thought it best not to complain.
As we left Bruges to drive back towards Boulogne the sun disappeared underneath a blanket of cloud and we drove through intermittent showers along a road cluttered with heavy trucks all making their way to and from the Channel ports. This was not an especially interesting journey through a flat featureless landscape and although we had taken our passports with us there wasn’t even any real indication that we had passed from Belgium back to France except for a small EU sign that could be easily missed.
Past Calais the weather improved and by the time we returned to the gîte the sun was out again but it was still quite windy. Richard complained about this several times but it was really not so bad and it didn’t stop us sitting in the garden.
Interested in Belgium – take a look at this website – https://discoveringbelgium.com/
We must have both visited around the same time. Think I went in 80 or 81. Pretty place – as I remember …
I visited in Autumn 1981 on a bus trip paid for with Persil vouchers. Must have done a lot of washing that year!
For some reason I don’t have any photographs of that visit which is a shame because when I visit somewhere for a second time I like to go back and compare.
I’ve never been to Bruges but I once went on a school trip to Ypres which is a nice city, now rebuilt of course. Some lovely chocolate shops and most bizarrely, buses with the destination “Passchendaele” on the front.
Just looked at some pictures. France, the Low Countries and Germany all seem to have made a much better job at post was reconstruction than anywhere in the UK. Last year I went to Brest – what a fabulous job they have done there! I blame our town planners for the appalling state of our towns and cities.
i have always wanted to visit bruges – it looks wonderful
Love the pictures, of course. Wonderful places. I’d love to explore there. Looks clean and inviting. 🙂
It is a lovely city Tess, I know that you would like it!
Thanks for the tour of Bruges,Andrew. I really liked the photo of the blue, green, and brown shutters. It bordered on ‘campy.’ 🙂 –Curt
Thanks Curt, Bruges is a wonderful city!
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I love Brugge — it’s ridiculously lovely and charming. We’d joke that they released swans exactly at the appropriate time to be picturesquely floating down the canal when the tourists are wandering by. Thanks for bringing back the memories — I must get back there.
Glad you enjoyed Bruges as much as I did!
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One of my favourite cities, I didn’t realise it won City of Culture – didn’t think it was big enough! I suppose it’s easy for you to pop over on the P&O Ferry if you fancy it.
It makes an easy weekend away but last year P&O seemed rather expensive and I couldn’t find any decent cheap deals.
Another good place to visit is Delft in the Netherlands if you ever think about a weekend over there. Rather like Amsterdam but a lot smaller and quieter.