What if I told you raw ground beef is a delicacy? Would you believe me? Well, if you’re more cultured than I am, you’d probably know this as Steak Tartare. I ordered one at restaurant in Brussels since it was recommended and is their specialty. On the menu, it said Steak Americain…That’s something like American Steak right? No matter how I tried to like it, I just couldn’t. The texture is too foreign to me and the flavor even stranger. My company, Jose, who I met at the hostel didn’t fare any better.
Jose was here for the Tommorowland festival, which is and EDM (Electronic Dance Music) festival similar to EDC (Electronic Daisy Carnival) that I go to in Las Vegas. That would’ve been a fun event to go to, but I didn’t plan it ahead and tickets are impossible to get. I explored Brussels with one of the guys, Jose, and it was the most confusing drive I’ve ever done in my life. The street signs are alien enough and the fast paced, drive on the train tracks, way was quite overwhelming. I didn’t spend too much time exploring Brussels, daunted by the road no doubt, and decided to call it a day and head out to Brugge.