Old vs. New / Belgian vs. Dutch at the Designmuseum in Gent.

My favorite museum in Gent is the one where I spent hours of sketching state-of-the-art chairs and other famous furniture. The one located right in the middle of the city centre, opposite to a little park with view on the steady floating boats passing by on the Leie river. With white walls and a tiny courtyard, perfect enough to enjoy an early spring day in the sun. Because I’m turning 26 – oh help, almost on the wrong side of the twenties. Let’s call it the best side. – and the entrance fee is only 2€ for -26 year olds, I knew I had to visit the Designmuseum again before leaving on foreign adventures. And they had an exhibition going on I was dying to see. Continue reading Old vs. New / Belgian vs. Dutch at the Designmuseum in Gent.

The city of Ghent in wintertime.

Aaaaaaaah Ghent. My first thought every time I enter the city is accompanied with a sigh of relief. – Why didn’t I wrote earlier about Ghent? Oh yes, I haven’t been in the country for a while – This city happens to be my favorite city in Belgium and though Brussels is great, Bruges is picture perfect and Antwerp is considered to be the fashion capital and a shopping heaven, Ghent still feels the most like home. Not too big and not too small. Old and young at the same time, bubbling with lust for life and always celebrating. Arts go together with sports, tourists and locals mix each time.

Old and not so old.

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Strolling in the King’s garden in Brussels.


When I watched the news on television two weeks ago, I knew what I needed to do. Visit the Royal Greenhouses in Laeken. Finally. This year.

Even though I’m a belgian girl and the capital is only a 30-minute train ride away, I never managed to visit the Royal Greenhouses. Simply because of one reason: they’re only accessible three weeks a year for the common man – or woman -, luckily during spring when most flowers bloom. The rest of the year the Royal family can enjoy the greenhouses all by themselves – didn’t I tell you the greenhouses are a part of the King’s garden? -. Believe me, there’s plenty of beauty to enjoy. Continue reading Strolling in the King’s garden in Brussels.