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TravelPod Member ReviewsBest Western Hotel Melba Bastogne
It is nice, right in the city, short walk to everything. Comfy and clean. Bit different though, took awhile to figure out how the lights worked.
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This morning we somehow managed to pull ourselves out of bed. It was really hard. Immediately, we set off for the walking path to the museum. But we got distracted by the donkeys.
The farm behind the Bastogne-Sud old train stop has a lot of donkeys. We were petting some of them, then Jennie saw a sign of the owner milking them. Beyond the …
We got off the bus, and kinda were confused for a second, but found the hotel. After a quick power-nap, we explored the city. We walked along some residential areas, and then around the center of town. We stopped at a crepe place for a small snack. I had a Jupiler and a crepe, Jennie had tea and a sandwich.
We found the Sherman Tank, the bust …
... a smart phone) and you'll actually hear celestial music. I kid you not.
Rob, I said, you were meant to go to this golf course. So the good folks here at the hotel where I am staying lent me a bike and I set off. This is what I saw.
What better way to capture how time changes our perspective and intervening events cloud our ability to understand the past. It's as if we were children given a pencil and tracing paper, struggling to capture accurately the picture beneath, unable to lift the paper to confirm we're getting it right, and trusting that at best . . . ...
... I'm cruising along like Dumbo on an under inflated rear tire with a portmanteau on my back and time is running out. It's 8:20 and Francois is waiting at the shop where I was to meet him.I'm lost in downtown Mayeux where traffic is looney, and the train leaves at 8:39. I corner some poor woman who must have been terrified of the guy soaking wet with a bike tube looped around his neck (in a classic Parisian knot, I might add) and she points me to ...