Hold You're Horses

              This morning I woke up and ate a very small breakfast-a banana. Then we went to the train station to take a 30 minute train to Brugge. Brugge is a big city full of history, shopping, and and a whole lot of chocolate stores (The chocolate tasting isn't yet, so hold you're horses. ) That is, if you have any horses to hold. If you don't have any horses to hold, I bet you could rent a horse and hold that. Wait a second, we can't hold a horse though. They are way to heavy. Anyway, we rented two tandoms to ride to the flea market for lunch. 

                We ended up riding to Damme and ate lunch at a sandwhich shop. I got a Hawaiin pizza on a baggette, Tara got and cheese and tomato sandwich, and my dad got a ham and cheese sandwhiche. My mom, surprisingly, tried a gluten free sandwich, and so far she hasn't had any migraines. She loved it. Whenever I'm curious about a new food she's bought, when she eats some, I just know it's gross. 

We rode back to Brugge as soon as we were done eating, and headed, of course, for the chocolate testing.

                  We got to Brugge and found a chocolate shop. We got carmel chocolates, creamy fillings, walnut, coffee, milk, stuff like that. Then we got to eat it all. Yum. Yum. And more yum. After that we walked around until we found a Mc Donald's to eat at ( Once again, we are so adventurous). We returned our bikes and took the train home. Oh ya, you can let your horses go now.