Day 1

I arrived in Brussels, Belgium at 8:15am on an AA flight from Chicago. We had to wait about 10 minutes for a plane to move away from the gate, but we quickly disembarked after that. Immigration was a breeze and everyone walked through customs without having to do anything.

I pulled 300 euros out of the Dexia ATM, the only one available, and made my way to the right towards the train station downstairs. The ticket to the Brussels South station, aka Brussels Zuid, was 5.20e. It was the fourth stop from platform 2 at the airport. At Brussels South, the way to the subway/metro wasn't clearly identified, but I soon found the "M" sign by wandering to the right. Unfortunately I got stuck for at least 20 minutes in a long, slow line serviced by a single representative to buy a ticket. Single journey tickets were 1.80e. I didn't want to risk hassling with a line like this soon, so I bought a 5 journey ticket for 7.20e. The metro was quick and the stop was very close to my hostel.

I rested, worked on an itinerary, and ate before heading out of the hostel around 1pm. My plan for the day was to hit the Red Light District (RLD) situated next to the Brussels North train station. I used my metro card to take line 2 to Rogier and walked from there. It took a bit of time to figure out my bearings from the Rogier stop, but it wasn't that bad. Basically, you can just look for the tallest building, the Dexia Bank building, and walk to the right of that, you'll be walking away from a building labeled City Center Offices. You'll also see a Crowne Point and Hilton on your right before you reach the Dexia building. From there you'll walk under a bridge with a bunch of shops underneath. Soon after coming from under the bridge, veer to the left and you'll see a Peep Show sign on a corner building not too far ahead. The Rue d'Aerschot, the street to the left of that building is where you want to go. The left side of the street will be the Brussels North train station, the right side of the street will have a few assorted businesses, but mostly windows with prostitutes showing their wares from behind the glass for the next seven blocks. There may be a few on some sidestreets, which I read elsewhere, but I only saw one window near a corner. Other sidestreets weren't showing any women.

I found the visual talent of the RLD to be fairly high that afternoon, although there were a few uglies and an old lady at least in her sixties in the mix. In total there were at least 30 or more working. I had no problem finding women I'd want to spend time with, but deciding which one was somewhat challenging. The prostitutes were mostly all smiles from behind the glass, but I knew short time limits, upselling, and possible rush jobs were a risk. After several passes I decided on a gorgeous, skinny Suzie Diamond lookalike with perky, natural tits. Her name was Ani and she was Bulgarian. She quoted 40e for 15 minutes.

I didn't like the setup of the place, our room consisted only of a small bed, small table, and a curtain that separated us from the other prostitute and madam there, no one else was there at the time. Ani brought me to the room, collected the fee, and had me undress while she gave it to the madam or whatever she did with it. I had expected a request for a tip of a few euros for the madam based on earlier research, but that never came before nor after the sex.

When Ani returned she had me lay on the bed then undressed, she had a beautiful body. There was no turnaround in her attitude and she didn't attempt to upsell anything, although I'd have to admit I was more timid than I normally would be during sex. She started with a covered blow job. The pressure from her mouth was too light, but she looked great doing it. Obviously the BJ wasn't long enough given our time constraint and I was only semi-hard. She then rolled onto her back and stroked me for a few minutes, the whole time with a big smile on her face. When I was hard enough, she had me enter her missionary. The position of her hips didn't quite work for me, so we switched to doggie. Ani tilted her head so I could at least partially see her erotic expressions as she gave convincing moans of pleasure. I came during the sex quite well. I believe we also went over the time limit a bit, but if we did she never gave any indication of this.

Ani told me she works 6am until 5pm if I wanted to see her again. I doubt I would, but I would consider it if I had a bad session or two and wanted to end on a good note.

Afterwards I walked back past the Rogier stop into the city center for some sightseeing before I returned to the hostel. I made a fair number of tourist stops and got a decent amound of exercise. All in all I thought it a successful day.

Unfortunately things hadn't gone as well as I had thought. I was about to pay my lunch bill in the Chez Leon restaurant the following day when I discovered I had no euros, only dollars and my credit card. I knew I should have had at least 100e and later calculated that I was missing about 170e. My wallet had been in my pocket at my side the entire time before I made this discovery, even overnight as I slept fully clothed. The only time it wasn't by my side was while I was with Ani. I recalled my jeans being on a hook right next to the curtain with the madam on the other side and I was fully distracted while mounting Ani. I had enough dollars in the wallet to make the theft of the euros less notable, and I hadn't bought anything with bills until that lunch the next day.

I'll post on my followup sessions separately, but will briefly mention that there appeared to be no risk of a similar type of theft in the next two window sessions. In both instances my clothes were far from where anyone outside of the room could reach them and I ended up stuffing the wallet in my shoes anyways, which was even more removed from where anyone could reach.

Naturally I was upset, but avoided returning to Ani as I was focused on having a good time and was concerned going back might elicit a reaction from her that would rile me back up and just get me in a worse mood. I ended up returning anyhow, as I ended up having to purchase a bus ticket at the Brussels North station. Ani wasn't working, in fact no one was working at what I believe was still a good time of day for business. I wondered if it had something to do with the theft, I'll probably never know.

I spun the event in my head so that it wouldn't affect the rest of the trip. Ani was attractive enough that I would have paid more, and I distributed the rest of the loss to many of the good sessions I had recently. Overall, it wasn't a huge loss, and I was reminded to be on the lookout for things like that.

OUCH! Thanks for the warning! Caveat Emptor!

Day 2

The early part of my Thursday consisted of tourist stuff and intinerary planning, including some research for my sexual escapades later in the week.

Following my tourist lunch at Chez Leon, I realized the theft of approximately 170 euros by one of Ani's coworkers while I was busy fucking her the night before. That necesitated a visit to a Money Exchange location and had me in a bad mood for a couple hours, but I finally managed to brush it off and even returned to the RLD and found other potentials for later. I didn't take the opportunity at the time since I had plans to hit a club in the evening.

My evening plans were at Evasion Plaisier, http://www.evasionplaisir.be, open from 11am til midnight except on Sunday when it's noon until 10pm. For some reason I thought it was a club format, but it's a small brothel hidden in a commercial area. The address is Boulevard de Waterloo #8. Their website gave me the impression it would be near the Louisa Louise metro stop, but it was a few blocks walk away. It turned out being right next to the Naamsepoort/Port de Namur metro stop.

When I first arrived around 8pm I thought the place had closed up, although I did see a fully dressed, plain-looking blond leaving the place where it turned out to be. Buildings #7 and #9, odd numbers were on this side of the street as well, were regular storefronts. Evasion was on the second of three floors after a short path from the entrance. From the outside, the only indication it was located there was a small white label saying "Evasion" next to a buzzer button outside. The path was very dark, although there was a button that turned on the light temporarily.

On the second floor, I knocked on an open door and an older woman came to invite me in. She sat me down and briefly explained the rates before bringing out the available women. The prices started at 80 euros for 30 minutes of full service, with options up to 250e for things such as more time, a nicer room or additional woman.

Only two women came out, one was a fit, attractive blond but she appeared to be in her early 40s. I think it might have been Camila from the website. The other was a fit but really dark black woman, possibly Lili, but she looked a lot darker in person. There was a third, a black woman that might have been Noa, but she was getting off work, I wasn't attracted to her, anyways. I considered the blond, but after thinking about the younger and prettier options in the RLD I decided against it.

I took the stairs when I was leaving and forgot to turn the light on, so I ended up feeling my way down the stairs and even took a wrong detour to the first floor. The last part of the stairs was really dark so I completely missed the stairs down at first.

From the Naamsepoort metro stop I rode to Rogier and walked back to the RLD. I made a few laps, the availability of attractive women seemed a little less than before. I saw two blonds I liked on the initial lap, but they were gone by the time I was ready. I saw one of them fully dressed and leaving, I assume the other left as well.

I first spoke with a pretty, young-looking, brown-haired prostitute I had seen the night before. She was very attractive, but her attempts at seductive expressions seemed so exaggerated that I found them unattractive. She looked like she had little knowledge of how to please men and was doing a poor job of mimicking how she saw others seducing customers. I couldn't think of anyone famous she resembled.

A second dark-haired prostitute I considered was very pretty and I came really close to picking her, but I was thirsty and decided to get some water and made a final lap instead. I couldn't think of anyone this woman looked like, either.

The third one was the charm. Danya from Romania looked like Alessandra Torresani who I was familiar with from the show, Caprica. Danya quoted me 40e for 10 minutes one position, or 50e for 15 minutes multiple positions, I opted for the latter. Danya ended up having a very pleasant personality. She had a great body with perky natural tits. I paid careful attention to where my clothes were, but saw there was no chance of a third party lifting my wallet like the night before. The covered blow job and sex with Danya were nice, but 15 minutes ended up not being enough after surpressing my initial urge to cum. I was tempted to extend the session with Danya, but decided to fuck a different prostitute instead for variety.

I quickly found an attractive, Indian-looking prostitute named Andrea from Romania that looked like Rebecca Hazlewood from the TV show Outsourced. The show sucked, but Rebecca was a highlight. Andrea looked better than most of the Google images I pulled up for Rebecca. Andrea gave me the same quote as Danya, I again chose 50e.

Physically, Andrea was a step down from Danya. Once undressed I realized her tits were small and deflated looking, she hadn't shaved her legs, and she didn't look as attractive with her hair in a bun. Fortunately, the CBJ was surprisingly good on top of the warmup from Danya, and I had no problem coming at the end, I even had to stop myself from coming too early with her. I was satisfied with Andrea and walked out a happy man. She looked amazing again with her makeup touched up and her hair back down.

I returned to my hostel and turned in early for my trips the following day to Bruges and Antwerp.

I already posted these in the Evasion Plaisier topic, but here are the two I believe I met that night, Camila and Lili.



They didn't look as polished in person, but the bodies were accurate (not manipulated).

Day 3

I spent most of the day visiting Bruges and Antwerp. I won't spend a lot of detail on the tourist stuff, but for those interested, a one way ticket to Bruges was 13.10 euros the same day from the Brussels Zuid (South) station and took an hour. Bruges to Antwerp via Ghent was 13.70e and took an hour and a half. Bruges back to Brussels Zuid was 6.70e and took 45 minutes.

I was unable to find any information about a Red Light District in Bruges save for some mentions of a former RLD on a small, narrow street, a couple of small establishments on Malse Steenweg, and a small area on the outskirts of town, but nothing more specific. Antwerp, on the other hand, had a RLD that appeared larger in potential capacity but with slightly fewer available prostitutes than in Brussels, at least between 6:45pm-8pm on a Friday in October. I had my best window experience in Antwerp.

Getting to the RLD in Antwerp was in a sense both easier and more difficult. Finding it was easy, getting to it a bit harder. The free UseIt map for youth hostelers had it identified as number 6 on their excellent map. From the Central Train station, the Diamant stop, I took the number 2 metro line towards Linkeroever to the Groenplatts stop. From what I could tell, lines 3, 5, and 15 also had the same route with Groenplatts stop up until the Linkeroever stop where they branched off. Groenplatts is a square very close to the Cathedral of Our Lady, and just past that, the Grote Markt square. The RLD was probably a 10-15 minute walk to Verversrui Street from the Grote Markt square. The direct route is somewhat convoluted, and from what I read a bit dodgy, so I walked to the main road right next to the water and walked north until I reached Sint-Paulusstraat, then followed Oudemansstraat until I reached Verversrui. To find it on Google Maps, just search for Cafe D'anvers in Antwerp, Belgium which is located in the RLD.

From looking at a transit map, it appears the 4 tram, 7 tram, or both will take you right next to the intersection of Sint-Paulusstraat and Oudemansstraat, and in fact I saw one of them while walking back, but I'm unsure on the specifics. It also appears that these lines do not go directly to Groenplatts, so the route might be a little trickier for someone unfamiliar with the area. If I return I'll try to figure it out. (I later confirmed this and posted specifics in the Antwerp RLD topic linked above)

Anyhow, once I got to Sint-Paulusstraat the RLD was fairly easy to find from the neon red and blue lighting on the buildings. The RLD was laid out in what appeared to be a captial "A" shape with a pathway connecting two of the streets. The path is actually a complex called the Villa Tinto. The prostitutes I saw working in that section were mostly fat, ugly, old or all three.

The outer portion had prostitutes available in mostly larger windows with many of them sharing spaces. Old and fat prostitues were easy to find if that's what you're into. Be aware that one corner of the streets had what I'm fairly certain were two transexuals, one which was as ugly as fuck but another that was quite attractive in a Hangover 2 kind of way.

Although I found a few available prostitutes I was attracted to, they seemed fewer in number than in Brussels. My timing might have been bad, as in during a shift change, because I saw some attractive women leaving the area, one of which would have been an obvious choice if available. I also spotted a very attractive blond that was newly available when I was leaving.

After about half an hour of wandering around, I decided on a skinny beauty named Tina from Germany that reminded me a lot of a Bollywood star. I didn't know the name, but I quickly found her with a Google search of "Bollywood Actresses". She looked a lot like Aishwarva Rai, but skinnier and she seemed to squint when she smiled. Although attractive through the glass, she seemed gorgeous up close and had a wonderful personality. She quoted 50e for 20 minutes with multiple positions. I agreed, so she took me upstairs to her private room, it was already looking much better than Brussels.

We spoke for a bit with no rush. She had me undress and come to the bed with no mention of collecting money. Tina gave me many kisses on my chest and neck, and once on the mouth, although I'm fairly certain she would have allowed me to kiss her more, I just didn't want to press my luck at the time. The sex was passionate with plenty of noise with lots of grinding with her in cowgirl, plenty of chest kisses and the mouth kiss during missionary, and the most noise and the climax in doggie.

For the performance I gave Tina an unsolicited tip of 10e. She even allowed pictures of her body only, although I only took two.

I might return to Antwerp at the end of my trip, mostly to check out the earlier selection. If Tina is working it might be a difficult choice between repeating with her or taking a new beauty, but unless the new one is in the 9 or 10 range, I'll probably take another go at Tina.

Getting back to Brussels was uneventful. After a final lap around the RLD, I walked back to Groenplatts and took metro line 2 towards Hoboken back to the Diamant stop where the Central Station was located. After a quick snack, I hopped on the train and was back in Brussels 45 minutes later.

I forgot to mention that as part of my itinerary planning on Thursday, I decided to buy a bus ticket to Amsterdam in the Netherlands for Saturday via Eurolines. The office and pickup are located on the outside of the west end of the Brussels North station. The bus ride was one hour longer or more with delays, but about 22 euros cheaper each way.

I checked into the station at 1:10pm for a 1:30pm departure. We arrived about 6:15pm, an hour and 45 minutes after scheduled due to some bus problem where we had to transfer to a different bus. I'll write about my four days in the Netherlands in a separate report. I returned to Belgium on Wednesday.

Day 4

I had difficulty finding adequate accomodations in Brussels for both of the last two days of my trip, so I ended up splitting it between Antwerp and Brussels. My bus got into Antwerp around 1:45pm. It took a little time to get my bearings from the bus stop, but eventually I got to my hostel to put my luggage away, rest a bit, and prepare for some action.

I was able to confirm the tram line 7 drops off right next to the Antwerp RLD at Saint Pint, as I took it from the Sint Katelijnevest stop on line 10. It's not very far, so unless your timing is good or you just want to relax, the walk might be quicker.

The Wednesday 4:30pm availability was around 40 or so. Unlike my previous visit, Villo Tinto had a few more prostitutes working. My earlier observation seemed correct, all the women in here were some combination of fat, old, or ugly. I also noticed significantly more transexuals available. Although they were mostly concentrated in one corner, some were also dispered intermittently throughout the RLD.

After a number of walkarounds, I narrowed my selection to two women. I was intrigued by a third, but she was very tall and her window was on the border of the transexual corner. I heard her speak when a customer approached and I'm pretty sure she was in fact a she, but I didn't want to take the risk. The two in the running were an overly made-up blond resembling Paris Hilton and a dark-haired brunette who didn't look like anyone I could think of. The heavy make up on the blond bothered me a little, but after geting a better look at the brunette in a moment when she wasn't smiling, I decided on the blond.

Crystal from Romania invited me in and brought me to her room in the back where she collected my 50 euros for 20 minutes of standard service. She was nicely tanned with incredible legs and ass. Her tits looked great in the tiny florescent orange top she had on, but outside of them they weren't as nice. They looked a little too fake, overstuffed, and they felt semi-hard.

The CBJ that Crystal gave was very nice. She faced me and positioned her body well to enhance her legs and provide a beautiful view of her pussy. Cowgirl was also very pleasant as she looked great and her ass felt awesome as I grabbed it. Missionary was only OK, it felt nice but she seemed to hunch forward which didn't complement her body. Doggie was excellent, as the view of her waist and ass from behind was the best. She was vocal throughout which bordered a bit on being overdone, but was a plus overall. I tried to get pictures, but she denied the request, specifically citing the internet. We engaged in a bit of small talk before I left, she mentioned that she only works 5pm-8pm.

After Crystal, I did some exploring and souvenir shopping near the Cathedral. I caught the tram back near my hostel, did a little shopping, and turned in early to rest before some tourist stuff the next morning.

I visited Ruben's House in the morning, I thought it was very well presented. Afterwards I stopped by the RLD one last time to see the early selection. I got there around noon. There were a few attractive ladies, but nothing spectacular. Crystal from the previous night was working. She tried to call me over, but I needed to get back so I kept on walking. I quickly made my way back to the hostel, then back to the Central Station where I caught a train back to Brussels.

I checked back into the hostel I used before, then quickly set out for my final sightseeing activites in Brussels which included Mini Europe and the Atomium. I made my way back to the RLD around 6:30pm. There were certainly a few worth considering, but none of them really did that much for me. I saw Danya getting ready while I was leaving around 7pm to do some souvenir shopping. She was my backup plan for the night. She called me over briefly, I told her I was going to eat and might see her later that night. I then did the last of my souvenir shopping.

I came back to the RLD around 9pm, unfortunately the talent hadn't changed by much. There were a couple that I had considered before, and a couple new ones I was considering, but I still wasn't very excited about anyone. I was about ready to call it quits and repeat with Danya when I saw a familiar face beckoning me over, not familiar as in someone I personally knew, but someone that looked a lot like a celebrity.

Carla from Romania was skinnier with less curves than her doppleganger, but her face looked a lot like Desperate Housewives' Gaby, Eva Longoria. In fact, her face was so similar that it seemed really strange to hear the high pitched voice that came out instead of Eva's. The quote was the standard 50 euros for 20 minutes, multiple positions. Carla gave a good CBJ and rubbed my balls throughout most of the sex. The service was fairly good for window prostitute standards.

On my way out of the building I saw Danya. I had thought I stopped short of her window, but I walked farther than I thought and had picked one of her co-workers. She didn't say anything or acknowledge me, but she didn't look happy to see I was there with someone else.

I quickly made my way back to the metro stop as it was getting late. Back at the hostel, I started organizing and packing up for my return to the US on Friday.

It was a short, but sweet taste of Belgium. I wouldn't recommend it for the sole purpose of hobbying, but I enjoyed myself while I was there.