To get to Antwerp, we took a Diabolo train, which ran directly from the Brussels airport to Antwerp Central Station in just over 30 minutes. Not wanting to figure out how to use the ticket vending machines, we bought our tickets from a live ticket agent, explaining where we wanted to go. We took our tickets, climbed aboard the first compartment that we saw, and sat down. Not long afterwards, a ticket collector came by to check our tickets and declared that we had “second-class” tickets but were sitting in the “first-class” compartment. We had not even realized that there was a difference and the original agent that sold us the tickets did not offer us the upgraded choice. Maybe we didn’t appear well-heeled enough to want to buy a first-class ticket. We picked up our bags and shuffled one car over to the “second class” compartment, now noticing the number “1” on the car that we were in, and the “2” for the one we were headed towards. We found out later that first class costs an extra 7 Euros and offers more leg room and a quieter environment, but we really didn’t notice much of a difference, especially for such a short ride as we were taking.
The chocolates were so good and the store location was so convenient since we had to pass it to get to most places, that we returned the next day and hinted that this might become a daily affair. Getting free samples each time helped earn our loyalty as well, but alas, not enough. There were too many other chocolate shops beckoning and we soon spurned our first love and decided to play the field when it came to buying chocolate. More will be discussed about the “Belgium Chocolate Experience” in a future blog.