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| It's odd that of all the countries that I've been to, the one where I've spent the least amount of time is where my mother has spent the most. I've crossed through Belgium several times but I've yet to spend a night in a Belgian city, or even see one apart from through the glass on the train. I'm best acquainted with the airport at Brussels, which I've flown through a couple of times. One of these days, I'll actually stop and see a bit of Belgium. | ||