It took three distinct modes of transport to get there – including a pit stop to find a locker for my bags – but make it there I did. With an hour and change to spare. A long day that started in Lisbon, with the timing of my arrival in Belgium hardly coincidental – being the last operating day that week for the Brussels Tram Museum. Worth it? Absolutely. Up there amongst the best transport museums I’ve had the privilege of visiting, the museum boasts over a hundred trams; each one lovingly preserved, and most of them in working order. It was an outright treat. And getting there was half the fun.
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