Strolling the Grand Sablon, a little square in the heart of Brussels, is the perfect way to ring in Boxing Day with its jewelry stores and other window shopping extravaganza, like a surprise stumble upon a gnome made of chocolate.
Fascinating, the perfect preamble to a tour through the Musée Magritte, homage to one of surrealism’s captains. Upon seeing the famous paintings of the pipe that isn’t a pipe and of the man with an apple in front of his face, we ponder statements like–
Liberty is the choice between existence and non-existence.
Pondering, I am not.