How was Brussels, you ask? Brussels was grey. Brussels was boring. Brussels was everything I remember and everything I've heard about it. Luckily, the Hyatt was beautifully designed in Parisian art nouveau and the bar was staffed with lovely men.

Jana, Jen and I mostly ate -- the restaurants are fabulous and it's no wonder the Belgians eat out more often than any other European country. From the "classique" Brasserie Georges to the trendy patio at Lucas, everything was delicious.

We also mostly drank. Champagne, wine, beer, pastis. We met a crazy Iranian in the bar of the hotel who is either very well connected or entirely fictional -- we're not sure which. But he was definitely charming and entertained us over two nights with his stories of his S+M dominatrix girlfriend and the Iranian ambassadors villa in Morocco.

But, three days was more than enough and I shan't be returning to Brussels by choice.