Antwerp struts-a port and diamond city that also happens to dress better than anywhere else in Belgium.
Its central station is a cathedral to train travel, all marble and gold, while a real cathedral nearby holds Rubens' looming altarpieces. Fashion radicals trained here, so the boutiques are sharp and the people sharper, with a confidence that edges into swagger.
The Scheldt rolls past warehouses turned galleries, and the medieval Grote Markt anchors it all in older money.
Eat the city's almond-paste 'little hands' biscuits and drink a De Koninck, served in its round little glass.
Round trip from Prague, any dates in November 2026.

A half-abandoned polder village in the shadow of a nuclear power plant, kept alive by a handful of residents and covered in work by street artists from across Europe. Eerie, photogenic, slowly being reclaimed.
Beer, gables and very good chips
Guild-house squares, monastery beers that each come in their own glass, and three languages sharing one small kingdom without much drama.
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