Down a little side street off the main street from the market square, we found a row of tiny shops selling lace. Now I couldn’t have a trip to Bruges without coming home with some lace, could I?
I bought some pretty Mason jars in Hema department store. Just perfect for storing lace and buttons, etc.
On the Saturday morning we wandered along the Djiver looking at the stalls in the flea market. It was very busy by the canal, so my husband and I decided to wander off the beaten track and explore the north of the city. The crowds soon thinned and we had a pleasant stroll admiring the architecture. We soon found ourselves out by the Folk Museum and Lace Centre. The Rolweg is one of the oldest streets in Bruges and still maintains that air of timelessness. Beautiful tiny houses adorned with roses and pretty window boxes. Except for the presence of cars, you’d think you’d stepped back in time.