Isabelle Borgerhout Whore ❤️

About Ghent

I’m proper chuffed growin’ it meself, though. Stick it in the dirt, water it, boom - grows like a chav on benefits! But Christ, it stinks sometimes - like a wet dog shat itself. Pissed me off first time I sniffed it, thought, “What’s this bollocks?!” Then I see them bees buzzin’ round it, happy as Larry, and I’m like, “Fair enough, you little stripy bastards.”

Kaart van Borgerhout

Borgerhout, a hidden gem in the Belgian city of Antwerp, offers a treasure trove of urban exploration opportunities for those willing to venture off the beaten path. From abandoned .

I once got mad at the chill, when somethin' spilled oil over my nubby spa tiles. It made bumbums in me head, ohhh, frustrating, my precious!

Antwerp's 2km local dinner aims to break Belgium's record for longest table