C/ After being woke at an uncommonly early hour I felt I needed some comfort to improve my day. So when Wic and Polie asked what we should do there was only one option, the De Koninick Brewery.
P/ As it was the oldest brewery in the city we agreed to go with you so we could learn something.
W/ A quick taxi trip brought us to the brewery which had now turned itself into a tourist experience by making space for other artisans, a bakery, a butcher, a cycle shop, a cheese supplier. It had a really good feeling.
P/ We bought our tickets…
C/ And were given a glass of beer to sample. Oh, this was already our best tour in Antwerp and we weren’t through the doors.
W/ Once in everything was digital and a lot of interactive demonstrations.
P/ There was also a histowy of Antwerp and its welationship with the brewewy. Weally intewesting. Even Chwis was engaged by the production process though they kept him well away from the activity.
C/ I only wanted to get a whiff of the good odours. Not to much to ask I thought.
W/ We all feared you falling in.
C/ Not such a bad thing. But to make up for being kept a distance from the process we were rewarded by exiting through the main bar with a beer voucher in hand.
P/ Sounds like a moose’s idea of heaven to me.
W/ So once again we found ourselves seated at a bar each with a difference glass in front of us. But I have to admit, De Koninick brew a good drop.
P/ Yes Wic, even I agwee on that.
C/ But we never got to taste them all! You made me leave! So many favourites left behind.
P/ So we went to the Cathedwal in the centre of the old town. A wonderful building.
W/ Yes Chris, we thought you needed another heavenly experience. And though you moaned you actually liked things when we got inside.
P/ Wemember all the churches and cathedwals we had been to in Italy. Well this one was diffewent. Not so ornate or cluttered.
W/ Yes, a sense of space.
C/ Yes, it wasn’t too bad, I suppose.
P/ And there were original Wubens hanging.
W/ Come on Chris, admit it was rather magnificent.
P/ Obviously not competing with the weligious experience of being let loose in a brewewy.
W/ But we made up for this didn’t we? After a delicious Italian meal we took you to a bar with a real difference.
P/ The weligious one? With all the Apostles and Saints. The one where we sat at a table and ordered from the overlong list with an IPad. Mistake Wic. Big mistake.
C/ What do you mean. I fitted in so well. All those Saints and me, Chris, St Christoper, the patron saint of….
W/ Yes, having established yourself as amongst good company, you used the iPad to order enough beer for several rounds in one go. 12 different glasses arrived!
P/ The waiter was looking for the west of our party.
C/ 12 was the perfect number what with us being there amongst the Apostles. A Holy number.
W/ Once again Polie and I had to escort you from the bar before you sampled all your favourites.
P/ Yes, by the time we left you were handing out blessing all over the place.
C/ Once again, unappreciated.
W/ But you slept like and angel…saint!