Maison Printaniere Bed & Breakfast
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- Continental Breakfast
- Free High-Speed Internet
- Free parking
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... from his job as a civil engineer. Another was a venezuelan girl who was working in london for a defense contractor. She had been to camp bastion several times and was familiar with sangin (both places I went to in Afghanistan). Weird stuff. Had more beer, went to a small nightclub.
Got up this morning, had breakfast with mexican guy (other people in group left today for amsterdam). Tried to get water with my meal but had to pay for it. You can't ...
... Zealand names among the thousands listed on the gates/arch of Ypres which is their war memorial where the Last Post is played every evening and has been played every day since 1919. During WW2 the Germans did put a stop to it, so the practice was moved to the U K. Till the war ended. Lunch provided at Novotel and got to chat to others on the tour, mostly Brits, with a few North Americans/Canadians. Our next stop was Passendale and this was ...
... 20 windmills (all visible at the same time). When he saw all of the windmills, his face lit right up! He was experiencing a little slice of Heaven on Earth. I think his comment was "Now I really feel like I have been to Holland."
We all enjoyed the windmills, as it is certainly not something we see in the states at all and, as mentioned earlier, the weather was perfect.
We left the windmills and The Netherlands in the rear ...
... right next to it, though we couldn't go inside, which was a shame only due to the way the interior courtyard was described in the guidebook. Ambling along the cobblestone streets, we passed an old city gate before coming to St. Anne's Church, which has an impressive brick tower (yes, brick!), though we couldn't ascend it. From there we headed to the Markt or Grand-Place, the whole of which is dominated by the belfry. As safety regulations ...
... end our time in Paris. As a testament to how good it was, sitting at a tiny cramped table, in a packed restaurant, we ended up spending three hours there and not even realizing it. We shared a bottle of white wine and started by sharing an order of eggplant gratin. Patrick got one of the plats du jour, which we're not quite sure what to call as all of the menus were hand written and somewhat illegible, but it was essentially salmon, a soft white cheese, and spinach, baked in a ...