Hotel Carpe Diem
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Belgian Battlefields
... visitor centre located just outside the cemetery. Here you get an explanation of the history of this hospital cemetery. Here all the dead are known as they arrived as wounded soldiers who did not recover from their wounds. There are a number of interactive displays and a timeline of the role the Rimy Siding Hospital played in this area during WW1. As you walk towards the main entrance you walk through a long avenue -cemetery wall and vine on one side and 1500 metal posts on ...
Chocolate & Lace
... so chocolate for some of you (if it lasts that long !). Then of course the lace shops, Serena somehow talked me into treating her to something (again). By mid-afternoon we had had enough, caught the bus back to our car park and back to site.
We stopped briefly at the other supermarket to get a few things (beer) more like the ones we know and then once back at the van made sure things were put away ready to move on ...
A day in Ieper
... see the Last Post at the Menin Gate one more time. It was packed. It seemed that at least 3-4 schools worth of students were in town that night. The exodus was surprisingly quick, but I'd made the mistake of waiting to eat until after the ceremony and everywhere was busy. The kids weren't there... they were in all the chocolate shops. I went to Poppy's again for some pizza and then hit the sack. Tomorrow was going to be an early day.
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'I died in hell, they called it Passchendaele'
... well.
That evening, I went to a restaurant the name of which I can't immediate recall and had a delicious salad. I decided to try to not use English, and the salad was about the only thing I thought I could pronounce half right. Luckily, it was pretty good, albeit a tad heavy on the raw herring. I got by though, I went back to the hotel afterwards and spent the evening catching up on my Facebookery.
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All Quiet on the Western Front
... actually departs, I'm never convinced it's actually going anywhere. The train did leave though, and on time. We quickly thundered across Southern England to the Channel where we scooted down into the tunnel and across into France. A quick left brought us across the border into Belgium (passing my actual destination) and dropped us off in Brussels. I spent about an hour and a half in the train station, ...