Bruges is one of the places I have been most excited to tell you about.
From old architecture and cobblestone streets, to waffles bigger than your head and chocolate shops on every corner, it’s a bit of a dream.
Some might even say it’s a fairy tale.
So, let’s get to it.
Friday afternoon we purchased our train tickets and headed off to Bruges (via Brussels) for the weekend. After a bit of a love affair with the Den Haag HS station, we were on our way through the countryside.
And then, after a quick transfer in Brussels, we were there. I have to note that the way to Bruges was a bit of a disaster, as somewhere along the line we had ended up on a slow train. So, what we planned to take 3 hours, ended up being more like 5. Something to keep in mind if you’re planning a similar voyage.
It was late by the time we arrived, and we made a beeline to our hotel for the night.
Arriving just before 9:00PM, we rested in the lounge while we checked in, and asked the receptionist for recommendations on what to see, do, and eat.
Eager to pamper ourselves and have a good night’s sleep, we were more than pleased upon checking into our room.
The large king sized bed awaited us, which I later jumped into and enveloped myself in blankets.
But, there was also a luxurious bathroom with a separate bath and rainfall shower. It was the perfect end to what had seemed like a hectic week, and provided the perfect opportunity to wind down.
And, with a beautiful view out to the streets, it was the perfect place to settle into a housecoat and relax. I know I’ve used the word eprfect multiple times, but honestly, it is the best way to describe it.
After that long train ride, however, we decided to leave the room and head out in search of a late-night dinner.
We traversed through the main area, making out way to the market place, trying to determine what we felt like eating.
Before locating an Italian place somewhere along Sint-Amandsstraat, which wasn’t much to write home about, but filled its purpose.
And then treated ourselves to a few more beautiful views of the Market Place and the Bruges Belfry. This time, at night.
The lighting and the night sky blended to create a gothic setting in the medieval town. And the feeling that you had truly been transported back in time.
After that, it was straight to bed, where I immediately fell asleep among the comfortable pillows and soft linens. After a week in our apartment, it was quite the treat.
The next morning, we awoke to enjoy a quick breakfast (with freshly made pancakes), before it was off to explore. The hotel couldn’t have been in a better location, set just off the busy Noordzandstraat, and in the heart of the old town, and we quickly mapped out our route for the day.
But, I’ll have more on that in a few days since there is just SO MUCH to share!
The making of this post was aided by the Hotel Prinsenhof, who provided us with a lovely stay for the night. The room was absolutely stunning, the boutique service was much appreciated, and the location couldn’t have been better. There is something truly special about small private hotels, because they really understand not only the value of providing good service, but their patrons’ desires for luxury and the comforts of home. I would highly recommend a stay at this hotel, even if it’s just for one night.