The alarm went off far too early on Thursday 3rd September and I’d had hardly any sleep. Captain Caveman was still in pain with his gout and I had spent so much time in the bathroom that I’d started seeing faces in the wall and floor tiles.
Our bus to the airport was at about 7am so there was no time for faffing about even though I did have to do a little repack. Our flight wasn’t until 9.55am and we were flying with Ryanair to Charleroi airport in Brussels, ready for the beer festival weekend.
My stomach was still very dodgy and it was evident it was due to chillies, without going in to more detail! We walked to the bus station, all the way I was clenching, sweating and hoping my imodium breakfast would save me. It didn’t and when I got to the bus station I gave my bank card to Captain Caveman to buy the bus tickets while I went off to find the toilets. They were in the train station and they charged to enter but I didn’t have any money or my bank card. I had to jump the barrier and rush in before the need to unpack spare pants became necessary. I was in pain and sweating so took my hoody off, which helped me dodge security on the way back out.
The bus from Katowice to the airport cost just over £2 each and seemed a lot longer than it probably was. I was just relieved I didn’t shit myself on the bus or walking to departures. At the airport Captain Caveman was struggling to walk so I went to get him something to eat with what cash he had left and had to try not to puke at the egg sandwich which cost a whopping £6.60 – I even moved out of the way while he ate it.
Louisa had booked priority boarding so she was in the queue before us and they were checking every single bag so I put most of my stuff in Captain Caveman’s cabin bag just in case they thought mine was too heavy. I wasn’t checked as I went through to the boarding section last and they had already stopped checking by then.
I was assigned a middle seat in row 7 but there were spare seats so I moved to the aisle. Captain Caveman was in a window seat at the back and Louisa was nearer the front in a window seat too. There was a small child with a harmonica which he played badly throughout the flight and even noise cancelling headphones could not dim the sound of it. I used the toilet several times and was actually starting to feel a bit better by the time we landed.
On my list of things to do in Brussels I had written on my planner to revisit The Spiders Web restaurant which has the best potato croquettes and steak sandwich. Unfortunately, we didn’t go as Captain Caveman’s foot was hurting and we needed to go somewhere near to the train station instead. I found a nicely reviewed restaurant called Brasserie Hop & Go but, knowing I had to get to Captain Caveman’s family, where we were staying, I decided to order safely.
Captain Caveman ordered a pint of Hoegaarden and a Croque Madame for €20.80, I just had a portion of chips and a camomile tea for €8.20 and Louisa ordered a ham and mushroom pizza with a coke for €18.40. While everyone enjoyed their food, I thought it was pricey at around £40 for the 3 of us as we were used to Poland prices.
It was nearing 2.30pm so we decided to head off to our respective accommodations. We had recommended Louisa stay at an old favourite hotel that we’ve stayed at on previous visits. The Citidines St Catherine hotel is right in the heart of Brussels, walking distance to the Grand Place and one of the more budget friendly options, considering how busy the beer festival weekend gets. Captain Caveman and I had been lucky enough to have been invited to stay with his brother and family. The youngest boy was giving up his bedroom for us and we really appreciated it, plus we hadn’t seen them all for 9 months so we were looking forward to seeing them. We said farewell to Louisa with plans to message later to arrange tomorrow’s plans once I knew them. At the train station, I needed the loo again so I left Captain Caveman looking at watches – this time I took coins and it was 30 cents!
When I got back, Captain Caveman had treated himself to a G Shock watch which was very nice and a bit of a bargain.
We took the train from Brussels Midi to Uccle for less than £5 for the 2 of us and then we had a steep walk up the big hill to Simon & Anna’s house. Captain Caveman was struggling to walk and in a lot of pain while I moaned on that we were turning up empty handed as Captain Caveman had not stopped to pick up any treats or a bottle of wine. It took us a good 20 minutes to walk what would normally be much quicker, but we did have our bags too.
I caught up with the family while Captain Caveman tried to get his new watch working and then I went up to the room to check my emails and pop on my out of office for the weekend.
That evening we had a lovely family dinner and I even managed a glass of wine. My stomach was fine and I enjoyed having home cooked food for a nice change.
Gratitude List
1. Not shitting my pants
2. Staying with Captain Caveman’s family
3. Starting to feel better again.







Photo Credit – some photos by Louisa and Captain Caveman.





























































































































































































































































































































































































































