Hotel Ol Fosse d'Outh
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... reenactors were there milling around and parking their jeeps. I think they just hang out and let people take pictures of them. One guy had a fire going and had an old coffee pot on it. A few others were shaving down a tree, possibly using the shavings to drop into the foxhole for warmth. Anyway, I was walking around taking pictures of the snow covered trees when I stepped down into a hole. I stopped and looked around and noticed a few other holes about ...
... Germans breaking the line, in their minds, would cause Americans to lose the stomach for battle (not likely) and possibly create more tense friction between American and British command. The Battle of the Bulge in the Ardennes (a forest region) was the Germans last hope at possibly regaining momentum in the war and possibly bringing the Allies to the peace table. Once they failed, in 5 months Hitler would be dead and Germany would surrender. ...
... a smart phone) and you'll actually hear celestial music. I kid you not.
Rob, I said, you were meant to go to this golf course. So the good folks here at the hotel where I am staying lent me a bike and I set off. This is what I saw.
... In part, I hoped I might learn more about myself.
I suppose Yeats had it right in some ways , though his view from the cheap seats as a fifty something year old Irish noncombatant during the First World War perhaps made it easy for him to say:
"Why should we honour those who die upon the field of battle? A man may show as reckless a courage in entering into the abyss of himself."
I don't agree with ...
... ppppfffffffttttt. A flat!! I may have wakened a few farmers when I screamed "SHITTTTTTTTT.
Well, Rob, you've still got an hour. You can make it. You've changed your share of tubes. Dump the suitcase, flip the bike over, strip out the old tube, slip in the new, watch for folds, now pump that little excuse of a hand pump Francois put in your pocket until the little sucker is white hot.
Now as any cyclist will tell you, the ...