Princesses and Castles

The three of us had a pleasant walk along the boardwalk, stopping to see a sand sculpture display, feel the sea’s water kiss our ankles, and eat some Mussles fresh from that morning. Ben had heard long ago of a story about eating Mussels in Bruges. Why mussels in Bruges and not mussels in Brussels? We’re not sure. But this, we decided, was just as good.