Brussels, Belgium
... The traffic refused to budge, our taxi driver had no choice but to leave us in a barrio which one could have mistaken for a dirty back alley somewhere in Abu Dhabi! Rachelle seemed utterly fearful and honestly I didn't feel that safe myself, but alas I've been in worse predicaments. We had no idea where our hotel was and we were witnessing some form of raid by the police, so we didn't have much time to sit around and really plan out our next move. Walk we did...