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Saturday Snapshot- Streets of Brussels

Hey Everyone! I'm back with another Saturday Snapshot*. I finished my mini-series on my trip to Scandinavia in my last post. This week, I'll be starting another mini-series- this time about a trip I made way back in 2007 to Brussels, Belgium.
 *This meme is hosted by westmetromommyreads.com






Enjoy your weekend, and thanks for stopping by!

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  1. Beautiful photos. I've been to Bruges but never been to Brussels. I would love to visit that beautiful city.
    Thank you for stopping by my blog and leaving a comment.

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    1. Thank you for stopping by my blog too! I've never been to Bruges... hopefully I can visit there one day!

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  2. Brussels is a beautiful city! I spent a day (and night) there WAAAY back in the late 80s when my mom and I went to Europe.

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  3. Brussels looks lovely, I've only ever travelled through Belgium on the train, I need to stop there sometime.

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    1. You really should. I haven't traveled through much of Europe through train.

      Thanks for stopping by Louise!

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  4. What a great town to visit! I adore the old architecture and total use of space. Wow!

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