Moulin de Daverdisse
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... left the next morning but the boy and the teacher stayed in the cellar for 30 days. The amazing thing was that it was a true story. Only the boy is still alive and still lives in Bastogne. He lost his parents during the bombing. The town was ruined but they have rebuilt it. We spent over three hours following their stories. It really was very cleverly done. Tomorrow we drive back to Brussels and take the car back. We leave on Monday at ...
So. Today we once again started a little late...again.
But it had nothing to do with the fact that we were up late supporting the local winery.... erm
I felt like the whole day was slow and that jan was constantly egging me on. Otherwise im sure I wouldn't have made it this far.
The landscape was super hilly, and I felt like at the end of each hill, there was another ...
... and stopped in the middle of the stellplatz. The rooflight opened and a head popped out with a camera. We then saw all the writing on the van and discovered it was Chris and Mel from Vicarious Books on an inspection tour. We all had a chat for half an hour, then they were gone again. We had by then decided to move on the next day so walked back to the little shop to get a couple of boxes of wine to take home. ...
Here are some of our highlights in no particular order:
- The amazingly deep, narrow and plunging Gorge de Verdon, edged by a precarious, narrow road on the left and right sides. Nail-biting stuff, but a breeze after Greece! -The grandeur of the soaring, jagged peaks of the French Alps, fold upon fold of razor sharp teeth, and all unclothed without snow at this time of year.
-Stunning emerald lakes such as Lac de St ...
... it's a very pretty area here in the Ardennes, the limestone cliffs along the river are lovely, and the land is more rural than yesterday, but with some lovely old farmhouses and a few chateaux. We decide to take up a position in the town of Ohey, at the top of a small rise, and with cafes and activities around. There are people riding stationary bikes, stalls for rail trails (Ravels), a couple who run museums, beer and food etc. we stop and chat with the ravel folk, who ...