We didn't really know what to expect with our new place. We knew we weren't in the city anymore and didn't have the luxury of walking 50m to get whatever we wanted. It turns out our new pad couldn't get any better. The owner is totally into cycling. He even has a trophy shelf from all the bike races he won. There is a garage for our bikes and our cases and our place is more than twice the size of the room in Brussels. As much fun as you might think it is for two 6'4" guys to cram into a 10' x 10' room with all their bikes and luggage, the extra space was welcome. The owner is the nicest guy in the world. He makes us authentic Flemish meals that are out of this world!!! One of these nights he's gonna treat us to some pigeon. We got caught up with some laundry and relaxed a bit. Woody and I are off to find the Kemmelberg on Tuesday.
Woody guarding our luggage at the train station.
The Elkerlyck Inn.
A Sven Nys supporter outside our B&B.
One of our new stuffed buddies at the new pad.
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Yikes...what is that?
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