Unfortunately the minute we stepped outside it started to rain hard. Once again the weather on this trip had lied.
The elements and angry car drivers are cyclists worst enemies. Luckily all the angry car drivers seem to be waiting back in England.
Anyway, looking through the heavy rain, Antwerp train station seemed to bit lit by rays of sunshine. We decided to avoid a thorough and miserable soaking and hopped on a train to Ghent which was the halfway point for the ride. Saving about 25/30 miles.
From Ghent to Bruges things were sunny and dry, we only racked up 31.58 miles but it was still very testing. We were riding into a decent headwind and it was no fun. If Joel wasn't here it would have taken me twice the time to ride - I just struggled to keep up with his decent pace. It's great to have some extra motivation to ride quicker and hopefully get fitter and stronger than I would have been with an extra rider in tow.
Bruges is a beautiful town but is very touristy. It has a brilliant selection of pubs serving strong local beers.