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On Being Boring

I moved from London to Brussels with my husband nearly 10 years ago. When I told people we were moving, the news was greeted with bemusement: why did we want to move to a city that was possibly the most boring place on earth? Ten years later and I can honestly say that I've had more fun here than I ever did living in London. It might not be the most exciting city in the world but it is a fantastic place to live. It is full of hidden treasures that you probably never get to see as a tourist: wonderful shops, amazing food, great museums and galleries, beautiful architecture, a forest (yes, a whole forest), and so much more... And if that doesn't convince you, well, get on a train and you could be in Paris, Amsterdam, Cologne or, yes, London in no more than a couple of hours... Which other city can you say that about?


I called this town home for a couple of years, while I was at boarding school. I didn’t enjoy it much because I spent nearly all of my time studying. It didn’t occur to me at all that it was beautiful. It was just normal. Mundane. Boring and old and not exciting at all. Clearly, I was blind.

PS: I wish I could share a bigger version of this picture with you so you could see all the details. It really is quite gorgeous.

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