After jumping off the train and heading off in which I thought was the right direction, I spent an hour trying to find my hostel which included walking into a bar where they were playing Dire Straits (cue homesick feeling), a popular song at home!
Turned out I had walked straight up to the hostel but reception was at another location – another half an hour away!
After finally finding my keys, I trudged the half an hour back. It was worth it in the end, one of the best hostels of my trip 🙂
The weather wasn’t so great and not so much time to see much but the highlight was definitely eating a real Belgian Waffle sat on the cobbled streets!