Silliness in Antwerpen

We make our own fun wherever we go! Honestly, though, I think that aside from petting the horses in the Grote Markt, the lift in Michel's building was Ashlee's favourite thing about Antwerp. Initially, we were both utterly perplexed by the teeny tiny elevator and watching the floors go past as we ascended, but by our second trip in the lift, Ashlee had learned to love pretending that she was the one pulling us to the sixth floor. As if.