A short day
Trip Start Aug 18, 2006
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Again the border crossing was purely theoretical. So far I have presented my passport to 5 campsite owners and 0 immigration officials. Even Dover ferry port didn´t bother. I could have managed to carry drugs and sex-workers in my panniers all the way to... Holland. Ah, I understand.
Maastricht I have only heard of because of the treaty, so was pleased to discover that its a beautiful, historic city, with several shady squares where you can sit and soak up the ambiance. I bought a guide from the office de tourisme, and started, because I´m an incurable optimist with boundless faith in my own abilities, despite all evidence that such faith is misguided, the walking tour of the city. I was soon lost and abandonned the tour in favour of sitting in particularly picturesque square and trying the regional speciality- beef stew. Involving onion, flavoursome, fatty pieces of beef cooked until they´re falling apart, cloves, bay and other ingredients, it was rich, filling and delicious. It was a bit like a thick oxtail soup.
I camped just outside Maastricht, ready to head for Aachen, Germany, in the morning- my 5th country in two weeks!