The campsite manager fitted us in for two nights - we found ourselves on hard standing, which was actually the base for a static caravan. It was fine though, because it had it's own water, power and drainage all to hand. It was very warm when we arrived, so hot in fact that in was almost painful to sit in the sun. I took the bikes off of the rack and we went exploring. Luckily we found a small supermarket open - meaning that that I could buy some wine. The evening was fairly fine, but that changed next morning, when we woke to the promise of rain, and major dark clouds.
We walked to the town, then took a tram to Ostend. Finally a train to Bruges. After a spectacular fail at finding the tourist information office at the station (it's on the right as you come out ) we walked into the centre of Bruges. Lots of nice buildings and more than enough chances to pacify the shopping demon. I resisted the Christmas shops, chocolate shops, waffle shops etc. I did, however, succumb to a beer emporium, which boasted a 'beer wall' comprising what seemed to be several hundred beers, and their glasses all behind plexi glass. It was impressive. We both had a beer and warmed ourselves by their external flame heaters.
