Belgian chocolate crêpe disaster!

Suffice it to say, no one had an early morning. We were shattered.

In the early afternoon, we recovered enough to check out the very famous street markets where there are clothes, knick knacks, oils, produce, and to Jill's delight, a crêperie.

We opted for the Belgian chocolate crêpe. It was declious and we took turns eating. At one point, Jill pointed at me and shouted LOOK!! And started pissing herself laughing, as a bit of chocolate had hit my shirt.

I looked back to discover the same thing had happened to Jill, only way more chocolate, all down her front, and had even gotten into her hair.

Instant Karma 😂

There was no way we would be able to clean it up, so we had to head back to Hüttenpalast and change clothes. A tough ask when as hungover as we were! Czytaj więcej