"In World War I German forces occupied Bruges but the city suffered virtually no damage and was liberated on 19 October 1918 by the Allies. From 1940 in World War II the city again was occupied by the Germans and again spared destruction."
The city feels original, not like a reconstruction or replica. The authenticity of Bruge is evident everywhere.
On the second morning in Bruges, I woke up early and took a walk. I had only one roll of TMax 100 in my Rolliflex. The city was quiet. an occasional delivery truck rattled down the brick street. sometimes a person walked past me. Belgians seem to appreciate a slow start to the day.
Rough Brick walls. white swans in the black waters in the canal. Stone towers against the gray morning sky.
My eyes are the same eyes that have beheld these sights for hundreds of years.






