The train from Paris Airport to Brussels stopped in Lille.
"There is a defect train ahead of us. We will be here for two hours of for twenty minutes. I cannot tell you more at this moment," the train manager announced.
I decided to leave the train and take a taxi to Ghent. Time is of the essence.
A room was reserved for me in hotel 1898 the post, it was my first time in this hotel and the driver from Lille said: "Where is it? Is it a hotel? I don't see a hotel. It looks like a church."
I gave him the name of the hotel, but the driver insisted: "It looks lik a church. Are you going to sleep in a church?"
Then he added: "It's not my business anyway."