Long Read
Brussels: Where European Bureaucracy Meets Underground Charm (A Digital Nomad's Take)
rain slants sideways off cathedral roofs tonight and i’m nursing an espresso from a paper cup while typing this. the wifi here is weirdly reliable in cafes that look like they might’ve been bomb shelters converted to co-working spaces. nobody’s speaking english but the barista knows my usual order by heart now. 4am morning conga line at Place du Jeu de Balle? of course. this is what happens when i prioritize cheap lodging over ‘normal’ people.