Wow we ate well today. As soon as we got here (Brussels, Belgium) dad got a waffle in the train station. Then after walking around a while, I got another waffle, one with brown sugar, and he got one with powdered sugar. Later, I got another with strawberries and chocolate, I think he got another plain, and just now after dinner I had a plain one. That makes three for each of us 
Dinner was delightful. Lobster soup, Half a lobster, and a bucket of Mussels. Yummy 
Definitely the highlight of the trip so far food wise, and it will be hard to be topped, if impossible entirely (we do only have two days left, both in Amsterdam).
The place we ate for dinner was hilarious. It’s called Rue du Boucher, or Butcher’s Alley. Restaurant after restaurant, all essentially serving the same menu, Mussels, Lobster, Fish, etc. All with an inside cafe seating, and an outside seating, with awnings that go out to the middle of the alley (so there’s only a few inches of walking space uncovered) and space heaters outside so you can enjoy your food outside no matter what the temperature is.
The funny part is the way they draw you to their restaurant, each of the places has their most attractive or persuasive employee out front following you around like those people at the mall trying to buff your fingernails. Each of them complimenting you and trying to entice you to choose their restaurant over the 20 others with identical menu and pricing. It’s hilarious. Choosing was actually really difficult. Earlier today we walked through and kind of laughed at everyone trying to talk to us (it’s really funny) and one of the guys I said to him “maybe in a few hours.” When we walked back through, ready to eat, we had a hard time choosing until he said to me “I remember you, you said in a few hours, it’s been a few hours.” I had to give it to him, so we ate there. Good choice!
A storm just rolled in so we might not be able to see the grand place lit up (since it lights up in a half an hour).
Sights wise– it’s kind of lacking here, but who cares? The food’s good!
The grand place is awesome, and there’s an awesome light show there every night, but we’ll miss it due to the rain if it doesn’t stop soon. Then there was the Mannequin Pis. A little boy statue, where his penis is a fountain. Yes. It’s that straightforward. “Mannequin Pis” Because he’s a “pissing” statue. Every souvenir shop has pewter figurines of him for sale. It’s a riot!
Anyhow — I’m off for now. Write more tomorrow from Amsterdam!