
The startled man in the pic was surprised when I popped through the door and snapped a photo (flash and all). But this is part of living in Brugge; everything looks like it came out of a storybook and the tourists outnumber the locals 5 to 1. The inevitable shutter-bugging and rubber-necking ensues. Today a woman stopped her car next to me and asked for directions. Later a man asked me to take his picture. A strangely dressed and very heavy British family passed me on the street, the mom exclaiming she needed a mini skirt after surveying the attire of size 0 mannequins in the shop window.
It is all a lot of fun and I seem to bounce from tourist-pooks to resident-pooks on a hourly basis.
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