Eurostar was quite dull -- sitting backwards didn't help. Caught the last quarter or so of the Brazil-Turkey match in one of the station bars (Brazil won). Sorted ticket to Copenhagen overnight, via Hamburg and a seven minute change. Problem is, it leaves at almost midnight. Spent most of the afternoon wandering around central Brussels (got Charlie's camera working, so have pix of la Grande Place and the Mannekin Pis - yeah, I know, but I've 900 odd pictures and it is the ultimate cliched Brussels picture. Maybe I'll get the Atomium on the way back) and running into the occasional group of Brazil supporters.