You’ll wander Ghent’s winding streets with a local guide, sampling five unique regional beers in cozy bars and hidden cafés. Taste history where monks once brewed, chat with locals over drinks, and keep your own BeerWalk glass as a souvenir. Expect laughter, unexpected flavors, and those small moments that stick with you long after the day trip ends.
The tour lasts approximately 3 hours.
You’ll taste five exclusive regional beers on this tour.
Yes, you receive your own 15 cl BeerWalk tasting glass as a gift.
Yes, all beer tastings are included in the price.
Yes, it’s suitable for all physical fitness levels.
The minimum drinking age is 18 years old.
Yes, service animals are allowed.
Yes, public transportation options are available near the starting point.
Your Ghent beer walking tour includes guided tastings of five regional beers across several unique venues in the city center, all taxes and fees covered, plus your own official BeerWalk tasting glass to take home at the end of your three-hour stroll through history and flavor.
We kicked off the Ghent beer guided walking tour right inside this old whisky and beer bar — walls darkened by time, shelves crowded with bottles I’d never heard of. Our guide, Pieter, handed out these little glasses (which he called “tasting size but still dangerous”) and we tried our first local brew. I could smell warm malt before even sipping. There was music somewhere in the background — not loud, just enough to make it feel like someone’s living room. It was raining outside but nobody cared; we were already laughing about how Belgians manage to make beer part of every story.
After that, Pieter led us through narrow lanes I’d probably never find again. He pointed out a church where monks once brewed something “strong enough to make you see angels,” his words not mine. The second stop was this museum café tucked behind a garden wall — honestly, I wouldn’t have noticed it if he hadn’t waved us in. We sat on the terrace (under umbrellas), and he poured another round. This one tasted almost floral, which surprised me. A couple next to us started chatting in Dutch about the weather (classic), and for a second it felt like we were locals too.
The last place was quieter — some kind of peaceful courtyard right in the city center. You could hear distant bells and smell wet stone after the rain. We tasted two more beers here; I tried to take notes but gave up after the third glass because honestly, at that point it’s all about enjoying it. Pieter told us a story about medieval taxes on beer that made everyone groan, but it stuck with me for some reason. By the end, my little BeerWalk glass felt like a trophy. I still think about that rainy afternoon whenever I see it on my shelf back home.

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