When does this type of fun ever end? 

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I went back from Ypres to Kortrijk in the train, passing through the anomally of “Comines/Komen”.  That town is a French-speaking enclave in Dutch-speaking Belgium.  From the train, however, it looked quite sleepy.  

I had brief flashbacks of my Mouscronite desolation, and decided to stay in the train.  Another tick on the “to do” for my next trip.