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Brussels, Belgium
The hostel in Brussels was in
the middle of what I like to call "little Lebanon" the hostel was
pretty hot but met some Interesting people, one guy from San Fran who
played the Irish Flute. I hated Brussels and got hopelessly lost trying
to find the statue of "manequin pis" after more than an hour following
my map and with a ladies help I found it! I would tell people to only
go to Brussels with a tour or something like that. This is the first
place where I had real problems communicating and now anytime I hear
the phrase "Bon Sua(sp?)" it gives me the creeps.
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