Paul had a CPA continued education course; Phoebe had never been and neither had I. This is how our trip to Belgium was born.
Naturally we ate waffles and fries.
Smaller than Rome but more quaint, I liked Brussels. While Paul took in the latest on accounting standards, Phoebe and I hit the shops and wandered the streets.
And she got to meet Barbra who traveled from Paris for the day!