400 different beers? Seriously?

Today started like yesterday ended; cold wind and light drizzle. We decided to try to make lemonade out of lemons and find Angela a 240V curling iron and some band-aids at any store that might be open on a Sunday. We were assured by the desk clerk at the hotel that Carrefour would be open and we could find what we were looking for there. We found the Carrefour, but it was "ferme, geschlossen, chiuso, closed." Awesome. Angela was almost in panic mode, so we drove around some more hoping beyond hope to find an "Apotheke" or some other place to find band-aids to no avail.

Back at the hotel, we learned that the Carrefour that we went to _used_ to be open on Sundays, but since the new one towards Zeebrugge opened, it isn't. That would have been good to know when we left. Whatever. By the time we got back, the rain had stopped, so we set out to see some of Rick's recommendations. The Groening museum had a pretty amazing collection of Flemish works; but no _Flemish_ tapestries. WTF? While we were eating our lunch from the frites vendors on the Markt square, the sun came out and the clouds went away and that was it for the museums. We immediately set out for a canal boat ride and just strolled around the city basking in its glory.

For dinner, we went to the place called "Cambrinus" which prides itself on its beer collection (all 400 of them) and its traditional Flemish meals cooked with some of the same beer that they serve. 400 beers? The beer list read like the wine list at Bern's Steakhouse in Tampa. All kinds of different beers, including Lambics. We struck up a conversation with a British couple who were in Brugge for the 9th time. By the time we left, it was almost 10pm (and still bright as day outside), and none of the gelato stands or waffle stands were open.

Oh, we did wind up getting Angela her curling iron and band-aids at the "new" Carrefour.