Belgian waffles and Mussels in Brussels

Sat morn we took a high speed train to brussels. We woke up late after staying out kinda late in the latin quarter and almost missed the train but luckily we were in brussels in no time. By the way there is nothing like just barely making a train in europe- running thru the subway station, thru the train station, thru the people and the pigeons-there are pigeons and other birds flying in every train station in europe- and jumping on the train right before it starts chuggin. all in probably less than 15 minutes since we left the house. no security to go thru, no lines, no ticket stamping(that happens when the ticket guy goes thru the train about 10 miles out). all you got to do is get on the nanosecond before the wheels start moving. in brussels cc and rosena immediately got chocolate while i went and got a belgian waffle with chantilly and choc on it. it was disgustingly sweet, after 2 bites i didnt like it at all but for some reason i ate it anyway. rosena tore thru her choc truffles until she got to the end and got one of those nasty cherry ones where instead of spitting it on the side of the road she spit it into her hand and then it was just drizzling down her face into her hands while she was laughing uncontrollably. that girl is a Trip. then we walked around, did museums and stuff. the weather was cold but it never rained. it's a pretty cool town esp the old town. good for a day trip, not much more. we went to a dive where i got mussels in brussels, they were good but not amazing. this place was highly recommended and we met a little italian girl that was traveling by herself and she said her belgian friend told her if she was gonna have mussels then this was the place. i think my mussels are better and all i do is get the bag of chesapekes or whatever they are from the ht. then more walking around, the comic museum is a huge rip, but the tintin store downtown wasnt. it was fun to see rosena and cc get into it like i had when i was a kid when the gualts had all the copies. then we were tired and went to this little cafe and sat outside where i drank the big brown beer called amfligen. it is a thousand times better than any of the beers belgium is known for like the chimays, duvels, and all that sweet highalcohol trappist crap. cc got a waffle that i am glad she got because it changed my perception of the belgian waffle. it had a crispiness to it and the chocolate was almost amazing. it was real, and not too sweet- it was an exact copy of how dad used to make chocolate sauce. i drank it straight from the little pourer. deja vu. then we made the train and while they slept i watched belgium countryside turn in to france countryside.