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Thal, Terrugem per Velo
... einzigen weit und breit. Aber Fischer gibts viele und immer mal wieder ruft jemand: "Bon courage!"
Den Regentest haben wir bestanden, wir zelten trotzdem. Allerdings ist die Auf und Abbauerei zeitraubender als erwünscht und so bleibt angesichts der wenigen hellen Stunden nicht viel übrig fürs Kilometer Sammeln. Das wetter ist wieder besser und Daniel ist auch wieder fit, deshalb brechen wir auf.
Hallo Burgund!
Wir entscheiden uns weg vom Eurovelo ...
Fancy kayaking in 3c and sleet? In the Rhone?
... the Aussie flag and he spoke no french so English would be easier. i pointed him towards the sports shop and the port captain in case he could camp on the bank. A short while later the port captain came to find me to translate for him as he didnt speak a lot of english ( Or Danish) So an hour later we were still trying to find him a Penich south. the port captain was ringing all and sundry to help him. Even pulled in favours from friends to ...
Leaving Meursault For New Adventures
... tart from the bakery. Then we rolled ourselves home.
Marie also had us – and her father – over to her home for dinner one night. Her husband is a doctor and he sometimes has to work overnight at the hospital, so Bertrand brought his dog, Fripouille, over to spend the night. We had Raclette, which is a Swiss meal where you melt cheese, and then dip pickles, onions, meat and potatoes in the cheese – much like what ...
Typical Days in the Cote d’Or, and Blewbeek
... The helpful young man gave us a plan de ville and some directions of a walk we might like to take around the town. As we started down the first street we passed under a double-walled city gate. This had been used in olden days to keep the city safe and to control the flow of travelers (like us!) into the city. Nowadays, it was just cool to look at where the drawbridges had been controlled and at holes for who-knows-what ...
Day Eighteen, A Hearty Taste of Burgundy
... some words of French to him. He asked if we were American, and when we said “Yes,” he jumped up and began speaking quite enthusiastically in rough English. He pulled a painted canvas from the wall and flipped it over- showing us the inscription from a man in Baltimore. Apparently this traveler had seen the wood carver and when he went back to the States, he painted a scene of him in his shop, then wrote a note on the back and sent it to him. I ...
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