Although I love traveling, I think everyone has moments when it can be taxing. As excited as I was to be in Brussels, I hit a point a few days back where I just started crying while waiting for the tram. I think it was just a combination of complete exhaustion, coupled with the fact that I wasn’t ready to leave Paris and was missing my family immensely.
I don’t usually get into personal details about my life on my blog, but over the past few months, my grandfather, who I’m extremely close to has been battling cancer. There are obviously complications at his age, and he’s lived a long and full life, but it’s always hard to see someone you love suffer. After speaking to my mom in the morning, I was upset about the whole situation and just sort of broke down.
Thankfully, my spirits were lifted the next morning as I woke up to blue skies and sunshine. With only a day in hand to explore, I decided to do a walking tour of the city (quite possibly the best decision I’ve made) and eat as many fries and waffles as my stomach could handle. I can officially say I’m in love with Brussels, and am so glad I had the opportunity to visit such a wonderful place. It has a rich history, and delicious food, and I would come back in a second. Travel diary to follow.