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Travel Blogs from Brugge
... then drove into the town centre and went for a walk. There was a Marina with hundreds of boats/yachts. At then end of town there was a canal with a lock and a huge yacht was coming back into the marina. It was great to see the lock open and flood the canal to bring the level up three metres then the bridge was raised and the yacht passed through, Drove back to Brugge and ended up having burgers for dinner as nothing seemed to be open Sunday ...
... told us it. We then drove through France to get the ferry back to England. Once there it was back on another bus to get through to London to the hostel where it first started for the people who had been on the full 29day tour. Sarah and Ben, this awesome couple that actually got engaged in Switzerland during the tour, had decided they would stay in a hotel that night and couldn't get their money back from the hostel so I ended up taking ...
... detail, hawk eyed lunch lady. The only things I bought today were a head of lettuce (€1) which I munched on in the square, got a few strange looks for that one, but I had a craving for greenness! Note to self: wash it first, crunchy soil bits in a lettuce are weird. A Belgium waffle (€3) with dark chocolate, sugar overload. A choc covered marshmallow log (€1.5), yum!
The last two days I've been sick with a head cold gotten in Amsterdam.
... white sheds, that looked as if they were permanently rented or owned to store the beach supplies and become small habitats when visiting the beach. I am surprised this hasn't caught on at some of America's windier beaches. With about six miles left, we left the beach and headed inland to Brugge. Along the way, we passed a power plant with the first of a newly designed air cooled condenser installed. One of us found this very interesting... After a whopping ...
... br> That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.
We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie,
In Flanders fields.
Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders ...