The Dutch has Heineken, St. Pauli's got its girl, but Brussels has their Manneken Boy
-- and travelers apparently like to bring him home and make him dispense drinks
While we still don't want to grab any coins out of it, the fountain makes more sense than the idea of recycled booze -- but, hey, Brussels doesn't sell itself like Vegas. So what happens in Brussels, comes back from Brussels.
All of this makes us wonder about the souvenir trinkets from Leaning Tower of Pisa.
Labels: alcohol, architecture, souvenir, tourism, Urine For A Treat, weird