You are in Bruges, Belgium. The old town is teeming with tourists from all over the world, coming to empty their wallets in the chocolate shops, traditional restaurants or souvenir shops that abound in each alley. For 8 €, you will queue for a few minutes, and a ferryman takes you on a tour of the canals of the Venice of the North. You are in good hands, a little tight but comfortably seated, and soon back on the shore to enjoy a whipped cream waffle.
The others, on the opposite, have no other horizon than the Mediterranean sea.