The language variation was noticeable as a barrier to unity. Whilst Flemish is the normal language spoken in the north, French is spoken in the south and prominent in Brussels. From our experience, although there could be a reluctance to switch between the two official tongues, English was acceptable everywhere and many Belgians spoke it with ease, particularly those in the north.
Food is always a priority on holiday. I found eating in restaurants rather expensive after living in Spain; even so, it appears to be a pastime enjoyed by many of the locals. The quality of the food was good and I especially enjoyed some exquisite cakes oozing with cream and, of course, the famous Belgian chocolates. The Belgians are also known for chips with mayonnaise and I became a fan of that idea after trying a few large portions. Food shopping was also noticeably more expensive and I assume salaries must be higher to compensate.
On a trip to Brussels, we stumbled across the Manneken-Pis, a landmark statue depicting a naked little boy urinating into a fountain's basin. Originally placed in 1618, its origin is lost in legend, but the statue remains a symbol of Belgium and there's even a museum in its honour. Although only 61cm high, the boy stands on a plinth and is dressed in a costume that's frequently changed; over 900 different designs have been used. Many selfies were taken by the impressed tourists, but I was left wondering how the boy could be such a revered figure.
I have to include men's public urinals on my list. I was surprised to use one without an outer door, but even more surprised to find one with a useless door because of a full-length glass wall to the outside. The Manneken-Pis would have felt quite at home!
We found the Belgians to be friendly and proud of their surroundings. Places are kept clean and they respect road signs, recycling and their neighbours' privacy. People seem to have a begrudging respect the police and breaking even minor laws can expect a punishment. As a consequence, most are law-abiding, but generally accept a speeding fine as just another expense. As there's no point-penalty system for traffic offences, there's less danger of losing a driving licence.
Bicycles are a very popular means of transport for people of all ages and enjoy an apparent status above pedestrians and cars. Many pavements included a cycle lane and it was necessary to be extremely aware that a bike could appear from nowhere. As if on a suicide wish, bikes could be ridden either way on a one-way street.
In sharp contrast to Spain, the fields are a lush green, there are huge leafy trees and canals and rivers flow throughout the land. Obviously, the big difference is the amount of rain that falls; well, there has to be some compensation for such frequent downfalls.
So, now we are back home in Spain and can reflect on a fine holiday that packed in an abundance of culture, cuisine and conversation. It always surprises me how a country's way of life stops at its borders and the differences are one of the joys of travelling. Belgium has its own characteristics, both noticeable and trivial, and I was pleased to be able to experience some of them, even if only for a short time.