A lil Lille.
Since all good things must end, it came time to check out of our lovely one bedroom apartment in Brussels and say goodbye to the sweet kitty we’d been watching. After preparing the apartment for the next guests, we boarded a train bound for Lille, France. I had always heard that Lille was just an ugly industrial town and not worth much of a visit. However, Mike easily convinced me by showing me a few images of the town’s center. It’s actually a very pretty place.
Lille is where we rang in the new year. We celebrated with other revelers in the main square and watched the amateur firework show until it started to feel a tad bit unsafe. It just doesn’t seem wise to shoot roman candles off into the crowd. After dodging a few way too low to the ground blasts, Mike and I decided it was time to turn in. It’s just not quite as fun when singed hair or burned skin are a real concern.
2014 was off to an interesting start.
xo, jill
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