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... and so many commonwealth memorials....I could not stop at them all....memorials in the middle of no where...for one, three....a thousand.....for Companies...for Brigades.....Platoons....they are every where....any road leads to one. Then I stumbled on the German one....
Very different...no one was there and it was off a busy road....totally different style....dark marble markers laid flat...one per 8 bodies...and a few random crosses hewn in ...
When we got back while we were walking through the Brugge station I saw the couple from Liverpool that we had bonded with at the brewery the day before. I ran over and surprised them, they were heading back to Liverpool so we got to say goodbye and get a quick picture. After that we went to the Basilica of The Holy Blood built between 1134 and 1157. It ...
... I allowed myself to accept that it must be. The rain had relented but there was a much colder chill in the air, the cosier nature of Bruges long lost on this expansive city. I didn’t have too long, but from what I’d heard of Brussels, that’s not such a bad thing. With no map and no concept of where I was, or what relationship my position held with anything else for that matter of fact, I looked to the skyline, plucked the largest spire out ...
... had to turn around and head back. It was hard to imagine that this old tourist city was once a busy merchant harbour in the middle ages. On the walk back, we stopped in at a chocolate shop (more commission) before heading back out to the bus. I can't say that it was our favourite part of the trip. It would be better to do it alone.
Once back on the bus, it was back to Brussels. I had a quick nap and when we got back we headed to Rue des Bouchers to ...
... be sitting in front
of TV in holidays, but probably is too young to hitch around Europe.
Got an 80 km ride from an
Iranian women with her mother. Hitching went good this day.
I was walking around the
gas station, thinking of going to the place where the trucks are and
2 guys approached me asking – where are you going? They went to
surf to south of France and to live in their ...