Brussels, 5 days.
Brussels, five days, six trips thru the red light district(which was fockin huuuge)... only cos its the quickest way to the drains.
And what drains they are too. Foooar, i was down there for 6 hours. Heres Slyv's pics, heres my dodgy map. I got arse milk from either the drains... oh sorry, sewers, or from the multitude of dodgy kebabs, which was kinda shitty for about 8 hours
First night i met up with Slyv of Forbidden Places, his partner Charlotte and their 14 month old daughter (who responds just as well to 'Peek a Boo' as Jory did in Berlin); the next day hauled my arse thru the Horror Labs and a shed full of busted locomotives, before climbing down into the Brussels main sewer for a quick reccie.
The next day i had a Blast Furnace orgasm for five hours in a small town named Clabecq before heading down into the sewers beneath the city centre, which blew my mind, flattened my porta fluro batteries and destroyed the focussing mechanism in my 24-50mm.
A mad dash the next day to a 2nd hand camera shop n i got myself a 28-85mm for 150Euro, before heading to a crypt beneath a cemetary.
The day after i met up with Dutch explorers IIVQ, Cassandra and Kliene Aap to explore a cement works and subway stations in Charleroi. We tried for the infamous Varia theatre but the cops caught me hanging upside down from the scaffold and that was that. That evening i met Slyv, guzzled Vietnamese before climbing to the top of the dome of the Palais De Justice.
My last day, well, i went kayaking at the pool. (pic by Slyv)
And what drains they are too. Foooar, i was down there for 6 hours. Heres Slyv's pics, heres my dodgy map. I got arse milk from either the drains... oh sorry, sewers, or from the multitude of dodgy kebabs, which was kinda shitty for about 8 hours
First night i met up with Slyv of Forbidden Places, his partner Charlotte and their 14 month old daughter (who responds just as well to 'Peek a Boo' as Jory did in Berlin); the next day hauled my arse thru the Horror Labs and a shed full of busted locomotives, before climbing down into the Brussels main sewer for a quick reccie.
The next day i had a Blast Furnace orgasm for five hours in a small town named Clabecq before heading down into the sewers beneath the city centre, which blew my mind, flattened my porta fluro batteries and destroyed the focussing mechanism in my 24-50mm.
A mad dash the next day to a 2nd hand camera shop n i got myself a 28-85mm for 150Euro, before heading to a crypt beneath a cemetary.
The day after i met up with Dutch explorers IIVQ, Cassandra and Kliene Aap to explore a cement works and subway stations in Charleroi. We tried for the infamous Varia theatre but the cops caught me hanging upside down from the scaffold and that was that. That evening i met Slyv, guzzled Vietnamese before climbing to the top of the dome of the Palais De Justice.
My last day, well, i went kayaking at the pool. (pic by Slyv)
