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... parade that morning. All the roads into town were blocked. The problem with that is that I needed to go through town to get to the museum. With zero luck navigating back roads only to be turned around by police, I decided to park and walk. I didn't realize it, but the museum and memorial were only a mile or so from my parking spot. It was uphill in the snow, so that made it challenging, but it really wasn't that bad at all. I did have a funny moment that as ...
... that is there this year. We will get up early and travel there. While Ted speaks, Sheree plans to wander the Christmas market in this town and then when Ted is finished we will go to the Erfurt, which is supposed to be a beautiful old city. We will spend the night in a hotel in Weimar and then travel back the next day. We plan on going to bed early tonight to see if we can get adjusted to this time zone and not sleep the mornings away. We have places to go and things to ...
... So if you weren't completely bored by my history lesson on why I went to Bastogne to commemorate the 70th Anniversary of the Battle of the Bulge and to witness the first opening of an exhibit dedicated to Texas A&M, then please read on. I won't go into details about how this got going with A&M, but from my understanding, the Belgian people that were in that area have a severe love affair with Americans and Texas A&M seemed to ...
Luxembourg. Since it was on our way back to Switzerland we decided to check it
out. Our route took us through the Ardennes to a small village called
Kautenbach. The area is beautiful and our campsite was nestled into the bottom
of a valley and surrounded by forested mountains on all sides. The campsite was
very pretty and comfortable, but being at the bottom of a valley was pretty
cold as well.
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 ...