I didn't want to leave Bruges. So much chocolate, so little time. I felt like the kind assassin in the movie "In Bruges" who wanted to stay for two weeks in the "It's a fairytale!" town. (We watched the movie in our Airbnb and it's a hoot! Our apartment is a few doors down from the hotel in the movie.) We tried to extend our stay but our apartment over the torture museum was booked. Leaving is what is torture.
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