Lachaussee

After spending the morning in Wassy, we find ourselves close to the German, Belgian and Dutch borders.

Now Wassy was a treat. We were told by our camping host that there was a Menissier living in the village and owned a variety shop. So after breakfast we drove over to find this rellie.

Well we met a 90 year old lady who had married a Menissier. Her blind husband had passed two years ago. It was a big challenge having a conversation with Google translate helping big time!

I think she was in love with Paul. She was not quite accepting that we were married. 😂. And that I was the relative!!!

Anyhow, the lovely ducky, Hélène, took us on a tour of her house and buildings that would have existed during my ancestors times. The timber in the building is amazing.

My ancestor was a Hélène too as was my great grandmother.

I bought a French hen from her shop to remember her by and she also gave me a porcelain hen as a gift. I will never forget her. ❤️. I have her email and she has already started corresponding - in French! Thank goodness for Google.

After kebabs for lunch and a very sore stomach…we have stopped at the most beautiful location for the night. Payment by donation. Thank goodness for the kindness of people.

We went for a walk to the nearby lake and are now relaxing before we head of to our next destination. Haven’t figured that out yet.Les mer