Belgium is small, unshowy and quietly brilliant at the things that matter — beer brewed by monks, chocolate raised to an art, chips fried twice, and medieval towns so pretty they barely look real. Bruges is the jewel: a perfectly preserved little city of canals, cobbles and step-gabled houses, a Gothic belfry and swans on the water, walkable end to end in an afternoon. Touristy by day, magical once the coach crowds leave — with a beer hall on every corner.
What things cost: Belgium is comfortably mid-range — a world-class beer costs a few euros, a cone of chips less, and a canal-side room in Bruges runs dearer than the Belgian average but fair for what it is. Bruges's centre is priced for its beauty; a few streets out, or in the station quarter, it eases. When a zone below says 'low', that means low for Bruges.