Sonia Majumder

Some cities impress you instantly with grand statements and familiar comforts. Brussels does something far more subtle—it pulls you into its world. From the very first moment, it was charming and deeply rooted in its culture. It felt cosy and intimate with cobblestone streets and a small-town warmth tucked inside a capital city. And during Christmas?

Pure magic.

Day 1: Icons, Waffles & Wandering

My stay was right next to many of the main attractions, which made exploring effortless. I stepped straight into the heart of the city. First stop, of course: the little boy pissing in Brussels—better known as Manneken Pis. This tiny bronze fountain statue is iconic and humorous. It perfectly represents the city’s playful, independent spirit and its ability to not take itself too seriously.

From there, I followed my nose (and sweet cravings) to Maison Dandoy, where I indulged in a rich Belgian waffle that was worth every bite—crispy on the outside, soft on the inside, and deeply comforting in the winter cold.

As I walked on, I passed countless boutiques selling what Belgium does best: chocolate and fries. Neuhaus, among many others, lined the streets like edible souvenirs, while the smell of freshly fried pommes frites lingered everywhere. It’s impossible not to snack your way through this city.

I wandered through the breathtaking Grand Place, glowing with Christmas lights, a towering tree, and historic grandeur, then made my way to Saint Catherine, an area that felt local, lively, and effortlessly charming. I always find peace stepping into churches while travelling, and Brussels offered plenty of quiet, beautiful spaces to pause and reflect amid the buzz.

Along the way, I kept spotting Tintin street art, playful murals tucked into unexpected corners. It felt like the city was constantly winking at you—art, humour, and history layered together.

Day 2: Christmas Markets & Comedy Shows

That evening took an unexpected turn, in the best way. I ended up at a comedy show at a local hostel, and it was incredible. I laughed hard and felt that rare travel moment where strangers instantly connected quickly.

Later, I returned to what quickly became a highlight of the trip: the Christmas markets. Brussels does festive incredibly well. Twinkling lights, cosy wooden stalls, steaming cups of mulled wine, and the irresistible smell of hot grilled meat filling the air. It felt warm, joyful, and communal—exactly what December travel should feel like.

Why Brussels Stays With You

What stayed with me most wasn’t just the sights or the food—it was the people. Locals were genuinely kind, friendly, and helpful, with a warmth that made the city feel safe and welcoming.

But what I loved most was something even simpler: being spoken to in another language before English. French greetings came first, and that small detail made the experience feel foreign. It reminded me why I love traveling- to feel slightly out of place, to listen more closely, and to immerse myself in a culture that doesn’t bend itself around familiarity.

Brussels reveals itself in layers, through winding streets, warm conversations, and winter-lit squares. It simply is authentic and captivating.

Have a beautiful day. Until the next post!