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... things about the celebration. You would be driving down the road, then all of sudden you would see jeeps and trucks coming towards you just as you would have seen 70 years ago. It really felt like traveling back in time.
After I left the Easy Company memorial, I stopped along the road of a small forest. There were other cars there as well so I figured I was in the right place. There are not any markers, but as I walked through the forest, I ...
... Altstadt (Old Town) in the center where the Christmas market is held. We were concerned about parking and traffic so we drove only as far as the s-bahn at Messe station and took the train the rest of the way there. We had to find a bratwurst immediately and promptly devoured the tasty sausage and then later Ted was sad because he found a differenct stall cooking them over a grill on an open fire. He is sure these would have been superior but the one he ...
... left and my dream of meeting a close relative of my hero was not to be. Maybe for the best as I might have made her uncomfortable with overwhelming gushing, favorite Patton quotes and possibly an attempt to get a lock of her hair for Patton DNA.
Once I said goodbye to my Aggie "Bastogne" family (quick side note. They named me "Straggling Aggie", that was sort of playfully mocking the Traveling Aggies group that was also there that ...
... long and was dropped into a bag
for later consumption. Really too sad to see such small fish taken out.
The beach front has a very well laid out promenade with
various monuments, fountains and contemporary art works along its length. The
whole front is backed by holiday flats and hotels and I could imagine that
during summer holidays the place must really buzz.
From Oostende we set off once more for ...
Today we got up, had some pastry for breakfast and then caught the train.
We asked the train information desk, we were told the way to go and we followed. Little did we know at the time, it was the wrong station to change at. The lady got the wrong station and thus it took us 3.5 hours instead of 2 hours to get to a little town called Durbury.
Once we arrived we had some time till the bus came so we walked down the street to a ...