Outside of Belgium

It's time to finish scrapblogging my European vacation.

Without haste, some experiences outside of Belgium...

First stop, a bag drop at our hotel, Hotel Alexandra. This is my kinda stylin to a T. OK, not a T. Maybe an S. Very close to a T. After the bag drop, a wet walk around Copenhagen.

Orienting in Copenhagen and straight to Amsterdam! On the first morning there, the botanical garden, by way of a street fair and bike rides.

Oh hello little one.

Amsterdam in October

Scene from a coffee shop

And here lies Belgium... which ended with a Eurostar to London!

I had such a whirlwind couple of days in London. I loved the convenience of their trains. My feet were disappointingly not too happy by this point in the trip, so every block on a train was useful. I will one day have a post devoted to European vacation footwear.

Liberty London, come to mama. I could have spent a while meandering through this store's inspirational treasure trove. I could also use that time drinking draft ales in dark bars. Yum.

And we're back in Copenhagen! One more night and one more morning before departure home. This last 24 hours in Denmark was remarkable - perhaps the best single day of travel. It took a while, but I finally felt really in the groove. Was it just just knowing it was the final day? Next time I vacate I want to hit the groove much, much sooner.

Bikes, and another reason to come back. Soon after this, inspired by a public park, I was dead set on traveling Europe with a dedicated focus on art and nature... and culture too of course, of course.

Late night fridge finds, not too dissimilar to the US convenient store down the corner.

Morning flowers at the Torvehallerne.

Inside I'm dying for the ability to postpone departure and dive into this city mouth first.

Heading to the airport. Feels like home already.