Hotel du Parc
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... had a great sculpture and the wonderful candelabra trees. We rode off down an country lane and then another larger canal which was lined with huge trees which looked amazing and then ended up visiting another small village named Oostkerke where we had lunch before returning to Damme. We visited the windmill in Damme and after talking to a local decided to return to the church in Damme and climb the tower to see amazing views, it was a bit misty but you could see ...
... our first
impression was dropping off our bags in the old auditorium which had the
familiar smell of stale beer and damp but also had a floor covered in
mattresses (oh god!).
Dumping our bags we set off around the small city to take in the sights, luckily there
aren't a huge amount as we were pretty hungry. Finding a sunny spot on the main
square we enjoyed another local dish and another local beer, this time it was
the Kwak ...
... and the as soon as I go in, people flock behind me. I'd like to think I'm a trendsetter, but I doubt it's that simple. Anyway, we got on the boat, with the weird old dude who was videotaping his entire trip. We'd seen him up in the tower earlier, taping the bells! People are so weird. We sat at the back of the boat, but it wasn't full yet, so we sat there sweating and breathing in the gas fumes from the running motor until we were squished in like sardines and ...
... most flattering music to dance too!
About an hour later Katie came back from smoking outside and informed us that Suzie had entered the girls toilets with Bag Lady (his name was Case apparently.. and this degenerated to bag lady) and they were getting it on. We pushed Katie for more information but as she was wasted we had to send her back for seconds... since it was nearing time for us to leave and we didn't want to leave without ...
... blocks. The waterfront had the feel of an old forgotten resort...
I would have wanted to see other things, but as it was Sunday I think the public transportation didn't run or something like that. In the end I stayed in the city center and on the beaches.
If you put together Sunday, grey day and few people, it was truly like "Everyday is like Sunday"; I had the song stuck in my head for the whole day! :)