During the previous few years I have been to Brussels for various occasions and to be honest; I had already given up on it. This odd, ugly, grey city without any charm. (Ok, I wasn't totally over Lyon, amazing, beautiful, charming French city where I have done my studies). In a nutshell : Brussels & I, it wasn't the perfect match. Though, all my hosts did their best.
By the end of May, I decided to give one very last chance to Belgium's capital. Camera in my bag, I took the train on a sunny Saturday morning at 6 a.m. destination Brussels. 36 absolutely fabulous hours later I took the train back home, camera in the bag again but this time I left my heart in Brussels ... Some shots of our love story underneath :