Brussels felt like a city you walk through more than experience deeply.
No rush.
No pressure.
Just moving from one place to another.
After a long walk around the city, I ended up getting waffles.
Nothing planned.
Just one of those moments where you see it and decide to stop.
By that point, pagod ka na.
You’ve seen Grand Place, walked through different streets, passed by the usual spots.
So sitting down with something simple felt right.
The waffle was good.
Crispy outside, soft inside.
Sweet, but not overwhelming.
Nothing dramatic.
But it fit the moment.
Sometimes food hits differently not because it’s the best, but because of when you had it.
That short pause after walking for hours.
That’s what made it memorable.
Brussels didn’t leave a strong impression overall.
But small moments like that still stay with you.
