The day was slightly overcast, clouds dotted the blue washed sky. Desperate to get out of Brussels and see something new, with the list of places I hadn't yet seen in Belgium ever-dwindling, I took the train on a Sunday morning out west to the town of Kortrijk, on the border with France and influenced by that bordering nation's style.
Perhaps most well-known visually by Broeltorens, a striking bridge with two towers, crossing the River Lys, Kortrijk is a sleepy and sweet place, with breathtaking architecture carefully maintained throughout. The heart of town is divided by this River Lys where to the south the old town boasts churches, a belfry and a simply delightful beguinage - rivalling Leuven's for the top spot on my list of favourites. A beguinage is a 'town within a town' built exclusively for religious women (Beguines) who wanted to have their own community but not be completely withdrawn from society as nuns may have been.
My few hours wandering the streets, camera in hand, were a breath of fresh air. Here's what I captured along the way: