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The second day we traveled to Brugge we walked from the train station into the old town. And we passed this park and the colorful flowers.

 

 

Glenda in the flowers

 

 

We stopped for lunch at a sidewalk cafe across from a public square. The square had this magnificant fountain-sculpture (see Brugge Public Art)

 

 

Gene with a glass of wine - or what's left of it.