HotelF1 Merlebach Saarbrück
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... so nice out.
We walked over to Petit France, which is the area where the tanners worked. It had a bunch of little canals there so the tanners could get all of the water they needed. We stopped and got some lunch and then we got on the boat. There was an arrow at the boat pier that showed where to line up. We got there first and lined up at the arrow. Then people started lining ...
... around for 3 and a half hours until a lady came down the hill who must own the place as she babbled in French and gave us a key. We hung out at the hotel, tried out the spa and caught up on some world news until time for dinner where we went across the road to the hotels restaurant. It was a really odd little set up. We had an ok dinner, we weren't really hungry because we'd been to a bakery earlier to pass some time. There's not much else to tell ...
... at lunchtime today - when I tried to upload the route for the next section of the journey I got a 'route calculation error' from my GPS. There has been a sort of friendly rivalry between Ian and myself throughout the trip - Ian prefers his paper maps and I put all my faith in the GPS. I wasn't looking forward to admitting to Ian that my GPS had turned into a useless lump of plastic and that we would have to defer to his paper ...
... it wasn’t the end of the world.
The area that we stayed in was interesting as it was the
site of one of the biggest battles of the 1st World War. There are
lots of memorials and grave sites where the victims of this battle are buried.
One of the stats that I remembered was that during this battle some 600 million
shells were thrown at the allies by the German invaders. Crazy stuff.
Saturday 16 AugustThe campsite management at Camping La Paille Haute arrived at 09:30 with a Toyota
4x4, to pull us off our pitch. We now know we must never to enter a pitch nose first when
the ground is soft - but we were not the only ones to be rescued that morning!