My 2017 new year's trip. Seven years ago I set myself the challenge of celebrating each new year in a different country or city with friends. Brussels was one of these destinations. My strongest memories? 

1. The sensation of cold. I've never been so cold! (and I wore ski clothes, but against  humidity, you can do little)

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2. The smell of waffles (from morning to night)

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3. The Christmas light show in the central square. 

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4. The comic book museum. Hi Tintin and Milou!. Our childhood moment

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5. The happiness of counting the minutes for the end of the year with a packet of grapes (it's a Spanish tradition that I've been doing since I was born, and I'll never stop doing it)) in my hands, my friends and among hundreds of people from all countries in the central square.