We went away on a much-needed mini break a few days to our usual haunt in Nord pas de Calais. The weather was similar to London, though it wasn’t sun, sand and sea that we were after.
The day we arrived was fairly decent and prompted a drive to Le Touquet. Being a Thursday evening, the town was fairly quiet and there was no sign of Le Pirate bar we’d been to before.
Good Friday was a very quiet affair. It rained all day long and we nipped out only once for some coffee. The weather cleared up the next day, Saturday. We could have stayed in again – Ben and Holly on the iPad for the Bear, me catching up on some reading, and the Hubby messing around on his laptop. Come 11am, we agreed on a day trip to Brugge, about 1.5 hours drive away.
Lunch was at Restaurant t’Vagevuur. Delicious mussels for me.
The Bear enjoyed spotting horse-carts. We’d better start saving up for a pony, Hubby.
This is our third trip to Brugge (the Bear’s second trip) and we retraced steps from our first visit.
The mini break did us all good, and afforded us some quality time with the Bear.