Grand Platz

After a delayed train from edinburgh to london, we barely, I mean barely made our flight out to Brussels. Typical syle, kate and I sprinting through the terminal. Of course our gate was the furthest you could possibly be, doesn't it always seem that way?

Met a backpacker named Robb on the plane and randomly connected with Michael McNamee's interns as well. Mac picked us up gave us a tour of the city and gave us a killer meal.

Will upload some pics of Brussels, but it was fantanstic.

6 years ago, when I was in Brussels I remember walking through this area in the city center that had all these cozy italian restaurants and I swore I would take Kate there someday. Check that off the list, had an awesome meal and then went to the Grand Platz for a musical light show. Unbelievable, we tried our best to soak it up. An amazing square late in the evening with cobblestone streets, hundreds of people, beautiful classical music and doing it all with my wife. Life can't get much better:)