Belgium was a pretty last minute decision. My dad had been moaning at me for going away to South Africa (even though it was booked in February earlier this year) because it stopped him being able to go to Belgium to go visit Flanders Fields. But because of me going to South Africa, he put off the visit and asked me a week before the due date of the trip if I'd like to go with him... One catch. It was to ride there on his motorbike... UHMMM.
