I to and fro-ed with the idea of heading to Bruges for a short getaway by myself. I had two weeks off from work and for the latter half, had already planned an exciting Swiss getaway with my little brother. So what was I meant to do that first week off? Wake up at noon everyday, mind-numbingly surf the internet and battle with the idea of heading to the gym? No, I needed fresh air and my imagination to be rebooted desperately. Alas, I booked the trip I had been eyeing up.