The best possible proof that Belgium is not just a place set up by The Netherlands and France as a network of gas stations to travel between those countries is that the roads in Belgium are visibly worse than in The Netherlands or France (really: you can tell exactly were the border is when driving into and out of Belgium by the change in the condition of the road).
The problem for the Belgium friend is that he’s not keen on admitting that if Belgium wasn’t a real nation but rather a Franco-Dutch partnership, it would be better run.
Not only that, the colors also suddenly change. Drive into Belgium and the sky and grass and everything suddenly turns dark grey. Arrive in Luxemburg, and its like crossing from hell into heaven. Everything suddenly is shiny, the grass is painfully bright light green, the sky is hyper blue…
The best possible proof that Belgium is not just a place set up by The Netherlands and France as a network of gas stations to travel between those countries is that the roads in Belgium are visibly worse than in The Netherlands or France (really: you can tell exactly were the border is when driving into and out of Belgium by the change in the condition of the road).
The problem for the Belgium friend is that he’s not keen on admitting that if Belgium wasn’t a real nation but rather a Franco-Dutch partnership, it would be better run.
Not only that, the colors also suddenly change. Drive into Belgium and the sky and grass and everything suddenly turns dark grey. Arrive in Luxemburg, and its like crossing from hell into heaven. Everything suddenly is shiny, the grass is painfully bright light green, the sky is hyper blue…