On a Tintin Trail..

I had gone to Brussels with zero expectations. A friend, who had recently returned from there, hadn't too many good things to say. She had felt it was boring and dead, and too cold. But my tickets were done, rentals were booked and the bags had been packed, so nothing could be changed. If nothing, …

At Home With Tintin

I first spot them quite by chance, on a narrow wall, in the center of the town: Tintin, Snowy, and Captain Haddock rushing down a fire exit, as if in search of another clue.  Even though I knew about them being in town,  I hadn't expected to meet them so soon. If it wasn't for …