Street scene

Your typical Belgian morning coffee. Complete with Spa water. A proper little chocolate. Someone cycling past. And a bloke dressed in a chicken suit trying to sell eggs. One of the extras shows his mates having a laugh at his adventures. After a while, he got up and came and joined them. A stag weekend? A dare/forfeit - each take it in turns to sit in a chicken outfit in the Grote Markt on a Saturday morning. Not clear.

The other extra is some doors that appealed to me.

We had quite a long walk down to the Grote Beguinage and back, with a couple of coffees/lunch interspersed. Unfortunately, by this stage my knees were really starting to give me problems.

In the evening, we went to an Italian restaurant on the outskirts of Leuven which offered some of the best Italian food I've had outside Italy.

Leuven was worth a flickr album. It's here.