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  • Day786

    Tournai & Poppy's vet check

    August 21 in Belgium

    We are amongst 20 or so other vans in Tournai's official stellplatz, a substantial, slightly run down, concrete car park that also acts as a truck stop. It is once again a return visit, having stayed here for one night in late November. Despite being well away from the road the background thrum of traffic is constant because Tournai is a large urban settlement. Behind us are the extensive, green, playing fields for a big, red brick secondary school. Every now and then a whistle blows or kids yell encouragement to their team mates.

    We arrived after a drive of 215km, broken up by a lunch stop at motorway services, where Vicky shooed yet more ants from the van. Fingers crossed, their numbers do seem to be diminishing. Tournai isn't the most scenic of spots but it does have a good number of vets and Poppy needs her checkup and echinococcus (worming) tablets before our ferry crossing on Friday, to satisfy the terms of the Pet Passport scheme. A vet needs to examine her and ensure she has recieved a treatment for worms between 120 hours and 24 hours prior to crossing. We'd previously had a very successful consultation with a veterinarian here, but when calling ahead to book, had learned that she was on holiday. A quick search of google maps told us there were lots of other clinics close by and we chose one outside the ringroad for easy access, making an appointment for 11am.

    Nearing the stopover we visited an Intermarché supermarket and picked up some more low fibre foods for Will's pre-hospital diet. We then found a spot at the stopover and holed up for the evening. Come morning we left with the drinking water at 100% and empty waste tanks. Arriving at the vets in plenty of time we parked on the street and had a quick look around the small Wednesday market up the road. Vicky guided Will past the colourful fruit and veg stalls (he isn't allowed any at the moment) and on to the cheese trailer. Its produce looked mouthwateringly good and it even had a decent range of bio (organic) choices. We bought a couple of small wedges then fetched Poppy for her consultation.

    The clinic comprised the ground floor of a terraced house and we rang the bell to gain entry, only for it to be answered by an extremely flustered young vet exclaiming that it was impossible to see us now or even in half an hour. She already had two patients waiting and it was only her. We tried explaining that we had an appointment but she already knew this and was trying to turn us away! We didn't back down and she finally said we could return at midday. More than a little put out and worried, we returned a confused Poppy to the van and went for another look around the market to mull over our options. We could drive 70km to another vets we knew and attend an afternoon drop-in session, we could call round other vets in Tournai and see if they had any last minute appointments or we could wait and see if this vet was able to fit us in. Poppy didn't need treatment as such, just a check, some worming tablets and a stamp in her passport, so we decided to wait around for our noon appointment.

    At 12 o'clock we rang the bell once again and to our great relief the waiting room was empty and the vet beckoned us in. Once she had finished on the phone she apologised sincerely. She looked as if she had just graduated vet school and it turned out the other practitioner was on holiday, leaving her to be vet, veterinary nurse, receptionist and secretary all in one. No wonder she had seemed frazzled! She got on with checking the passport and Poppy, asking us lots of questions about her health and when we were travelling. Luckily Vicky speaks a reasonable amount of French so was able to answer most queries. At the end of the session Poppy ate her tablets (cleverly disguised as bone shaped treats) and the passport was handed back to us with the necessary sections complete. It cost a total of €38, which was less than we usually pay. It was only once we were driving away that Will realised she hadn't checked Poppy's microchip. She has two because a previous one stopped functioning. We just hope this one does its job at the port on Friday!
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  • Day512

    Tournai, Poppy gets her passport ready

    November 20, 2017 in Belgium

    Tournai is a large and busy town. It offered us a free aire to one side of a spacious, crater pocked car park used by lorries. A few hundred meters away was a football pitch and in the opposite direction ran a fast and noisy road. The hum of engines wasn't too bad, but we drowned it out completely by listening to a Belgian music station on the radio. We like to hear foreign languages spoken, even if we can't understand what is being said. All of the countries we've visited so far have played English language songs and most have interspersed their commentary with the odd English phrase.

    In contrast to the fine bright day we'd had yesterday, today delivered grey skies and sheet rain. Will suprised Vicky by volunteering to go out and get bread and when we'd finished eating, Vicky called a nearby vets to get Poppy's passport sorted. We were still in a French speaking area and Vicky got a real kick out of being able to arrange the whole thing in French. It was a bit nerve wracking because it is so much more difficult over the phone when there are no contextual clues, gestures or facial expressions to help.

    At 11:30am we drove Poppy to the clinic. Now she is old she becomes very nervous around other dogs and she has never enjoyed people being too close to her, unless it is on her terms. We were therefore keeping our fingers crossed that it would be a good experience for her. Fortunately there were no other animals to be seen and we'd hardly sat down in the waiting area when the vet called us in. After Poppy had gone on the scales, Vicky stealthily fed her the worming tablet between two treats and the vet gave her a checkup. Within 10 minutes of entering, the passport was stamped, we had paid and were out of the door with a very relieved Poppy! Success!

    N.B. For anyone intersted the vet we used was Dr Claudine Peeters at: http://www.veterinairepeeters.be/
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  • Day511

    Merbes-le-Château on the River Sambre

    November 19, 2017 in Belgium

    It was Sunday and after a chilly night, the sun was shining in a clear blue sky. We have been doing short hops and one night stays on a route Will has programmed in to the sat nav, ending at Calais ferry port! Soon after setting off we spotted a car wash with an extra high bay. We'd been looking out for one of these since Sweden as the van had become filthy. When getting our Euros ready, we found the previous user had left €4 worth of tokens in the slot! It worked very well and we proudly drove a glistening Martha Motorhome away.

    It wasn't just the sun making today's spot look very attractive. The medium sized car park was by the side of the slow moving River Sambre. It had a picnic table, a launch ramp and a good area of grass for Poppy to get her nose stuck in to. Fishers cast their lines, people cycled and someone even came and took their boat for a trip. There were only a couple of cars whose occupants were drinking, littering and generally being loud and lairy. We were grateful they didn't stay for too long. The only other noisy neighbours were a gaggle of domesticated geese, two of which we found out to be Chinese Geese, with a distinctive basal knob (bumpy thing) above their bill and a wattle hanging down from their throat.

    We spent a bit of time catching up with friends and family on Skype and the phone. Vicky packed Will off in the canoe while she transferred some clothes and equipment to new storage boxes we'd bought for the boot, the old ones having become cracked and unusable. She then got stuck in to making Christmas cards, meaning we both had a very enjoyable afternoon.
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  • Day7

    Belgium!

    July 3, 2016 in Belgium

    We stayed just 5km from the Belgian border and felt up for a cycle ride so we took the tandem and headed for the little bridge over the stream that turned out to be the border.

    The photo of Vicky facing forward is taken from France while she is in Belgium and visa versa for the photo she is turning round in.

    It is a real pleasure to be able to move so freely between the countries over here.

  • Day29

    Lunch with Paulette

    July 23 in Belgium

    We have just returned from a wonderful lunch at a local restaurant called Nostra Culinair Huis. We were given an amuse bouche of Gazpacho which was a lovely start followed by Chateaubriand with mushroom sauce, pommies frites and a salad followed by palette de sorbet - passion fruit, lemon and raspberry - a perfect dessert on such a warm day! Of course we had a bottle of rosé to accompany our meal from the south of France.

    It was over 30 degrees as we were returning to her house and now I just feel like a siesta!

    I spent the rest of the afternoon and evening getting organised for my trip home in the morning. Had a little supper (because my aunt insisted) about 9pm of some bread and cheese with a glass of wine. Finished packing and headed off to bed about 11pm - it is really warm tonight with no breeze so I am fortunate I was able to use the fan which allowed me to get a pretty decent sleep.
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  • Day1

    Es ist kaum zu glauben: Es sind wirklich Sommerferien. Noch vor kurzem war dieses Highlight des Jahres noch in unerreichbarer Ferne, und der Weg dorthin zugepflastert mit unendlich vielen Aufgaben und Verpflichtungen, von denen ich annahm, sie bis zum Ende des Schuljahres gar nicht bewältigt zu bekommen. Und nun hat mich das Leben mit einer großen Welle auf die Ferien- und Urlaubsinsel gespült, die es in den nächsten Wochen zu entdecken und zu genießen gilt, bevor die nächste große Welle mich wieder in den Alltag zurück befördert.
    Es ist früher Samstagmorgen, als wir das schlafende Löhne- Gohfeld verlassen. Die Straßen sind noch leer. Einzig beim Bäcker, bei dem Michael unsere Brötchen für das Frühstück unterwegs holt, merkt man, dass dieser Ort auch Einwohner hat. Einer von ihnen ist mit dem falschen Bein aufgestanden und motzt Michael sehr unschön wegen seines Parkens an. Zeitgenossen gibt es....!.Aber wir wollen uns deswegen den in zweierlei Hinsicht wunderschönen Tag nicht verderben lassen, und den Urlaubsbeginn sowie auch das schöne Wetter genießen. Auf der A 2 in Richtung Oberhausen merken wir dann, dass wir doch nicht so ganz allein auf der Welt sind. Aber es ist nicht voll, und wir rollen gemütlich dahin. Weiter geht es auf der A3 und A40 zur niederländischen Grenze in Richtung Venlo und Roermond. Michael ist sehr zufrieden mit seiner Streckenwahl: Wenig Verkehr, eine gute Fahrbahn und kaum Baustellen. Bevor wir nach Belgien, fahren tanken wie noch einmal in den Niederlanden.
    1,45 € für den Liter Diesel. Aber in Belgien und Frankreich wird er noch teurer sein. Einmal kurz die Beine vertreten und weiter geht es. Die Autobahn wird voller. Viele Campingfahrzeuge sind unterwegs. Die niederländische Küste lockt. Seeland ist nicht weit. Wir aber fahren weiter in Richtung Maastricht und zur belgische Grenze. Um Maastrich herum wird es etwas kompliziert. Aber unsere Mathilde, urlaubsfrisch upgedatet, lässt sich nicht irritieren und führt uns aus dem niederländischen Straßengewirr heraus. Wenig später fahren wir bereits durch Flandern. Wallonie heißt dieser Teil, der den Gallo, den Hahn als Wappenzeichen hat. Strahlend blau, mit bunten Booten besetzt, begleitet uns die Maas ein kleines Stück des Weges. Vor Lüttich fahren wir auf der E42 weiter in Richtung Namur, Charleroi. Hinter Charleroi wollen wir heute die Fahrt beenden und haben uns zwei Stellplätze am Wasser herausgesucht. Mal sehen, wie es mit der Belegung ist, an einem Samstag Nachmittag und mit super Sommerwetter. Vorher bekomme ich aber noch etwas Nachhilfe in Geschichte, als wir am Autobahnschild Waterloo vorbeifahren. Hatte in Waterloo Napoleon nicht seine berühmte Niederlage gegen Wellington erlitten? Aber hier in Belgien? "Korrekt", meint Google. Damals noch zu den Niederlanden gehörend, wird das kleine Dorf in der Wallonie nun in einem Atemzug mit Napoleons Niedergang genannt. Wer kennt nicht den Auspruch: "Sein ganz persönliches Waterloo" erlebt zu haben. Und ich hätte schwören können, es wäre jenseits des Kanals zu finden gewesen. Kurz nach Charleroi erreichen wir die Abfahrt zum Stellplatz am Canal du Centre historique, fahren ab, und bevor wir uns im Gewimmel der vielen, hier am Straßenrand parkenden LKWs richtig orientiert haben, sind wir auch schon wieder drauf...auf der Autobahn ....in Gegenrichtung. Die nächste Ausfahrt kommt bestimmt. So auch in unserem Fall. Nur ist jetzt die Anfahrt zum Stellplatz etwas länger und etwas enger, denn sie beinhaltet zwei enge Ortsdurchfahrten. Vor uns erhebt sich ein riesiger Kasten auf stählernen Beinen. Das neue Schiffshebewerk. Eines von den vier Schiffshebewerken am Canal du Centre. Das Hebewerk ist eine Art Fahrstuhl für Schiffe. Die müssen hier nämlich einen Höhenunterschied von, sage und schreibe, 66 m bewältigen. Das muss ich mir später mal genauer ansehen. Ebenso das historische Schiffshebewerk, ein völlig intaktes Relikt aus der Zeit der Industrialisierung im 19. Jahrhundert und ein Unesco Weltkulturerbe. Wir aber überqueren erst einmal den Canal du Centre, auf dem die Lastkäne früher Kohle nach Brüssel transportiert haben und fahren ein Stück an ihm entlang zum Bootsanlegeplatz und Stellplatz. Und.....es gibt noch reichlich Platz direkt am Wasser. Wenig später stehen die Stühle vor der Tür, der Kaffee weckt die eingeschlafenen Lebensgeister, und die kühle Brise, die vom Kanal zu uns herüberweht, lässt die fast 30 Grad gut ertragen. Das war doch schon mal sehr positiv.
    Bei einer Walkingtour entlang des alten Kanals bestaune ich ein wenig später das historische Schiffshebewerk, dessen verschlungene Stahlkonstrukion fast ein wenig romantisch wirkt. Der Weg unter den Bäumen ist schön schattig und luftig und von hier kann ich auf den neuen Kanal blicken, auf dem gerade ein Ausflugsschiff fährt. Trotz des schönen Wetters und des Wochenendes ist wenig Betrieb. Ein, zwei Radfahrer überholen mich auf dem nur für Radfahrer, Fussgänger und Reiter zugelassenen Weg. Das Schiff unter mir fährt im gleichen Tempo wie ich laufe. Ein Serviceauto des Hebewerkes fährt an mir vorbei. Die Gänse, die auf dem Weg nach Grünzeug suchen, denken gar nicht daran, den Weg frei zu geben. Schließlich muss der Fahrer aussteigen und sie verscheuchen. Laut schnatternd schimpfen sie hinter dem Auto her. Hier am alten Kanal kann man wunderbar laufen und Rad fahren. Wenig später stehe ich vor dem neuen Schiffshebewerk und bestaune die Anlage von unten. Gigantisch. Ich darf nicht daran denken, wieviel Millionen Liter Wasser sich da grad über meinem Kopf befinden. Am neuen Kanal entlang trete ich den Rückweg an. Kein Schatten mehr, und die Sonne brennt unbarmherzig. Die Uferzone ist gelb und verdorrt. Es hat lange nicht mehr geregnet. Ein Funke, denke ich, und alles fackelt in kürzester Zeit ab. Plötzlich sehe ich Rauch. Da wird es doch nicht schon brennen? Ich sehe mich bereits im Fammenszenario eingeschlossen, mit der Wahl zwischen Feuertod ode dem Ertrinken im Kanal. Nach der nächsten Biegung sehe ich dann die Ursache. Zwei Angler, die hier ihr Biwak aufgeschlagen haben, haben ihren Fang wohl gleich auf den Grill gepackt. Es qualmt entsetzlich. Räucherfisch im wahrsten Sinne des Wortes.

    Auch hier entlang des neuen Kanal verlaufen tolle Rad und Wanderwege. Ich bin dann aber froh, aus der Hitze heraus und wieder am Wohnmobil zu sein, denn hier weht ein kühles Lüftchen. Wenig später können wie aus dem Liegestuhl zu sehen, wie ein Boot aus dem alten in den neuen Kanal geschleust wird.
    Beim gemeinsamen Spaziergang am Abend taucht die Sonne alles in goldenes Licht und verleiht diesem Ort ein unwirkliches Aussehen, das nur die untergehende Sonne zu schaffen vermag, Dabei stellen wir aber auch fest, wie ungepflegt und verwahrlost manche Ecken sind. Hier scheinen öffentliche Gelder zu fehlen, um diese Mißstände zu beseitigen.
    Aber die Wahl des Stellplatzes ist ein wirklicher Glücksgriff gewesen. Ein schöner Platz und noch dazu noch völlig kostenlos.
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  • Day175

    Day 176: To Mons via Tournai

    August 9, 2017 in Belgium

    Another busy day exploring southern Belgium. Checked out and hopped in the car around 10am and drove directly south to the town of Tournai, close to the French border. Here is another UNESCO site - of course - and another belfry on the list too.

    The cathedral is immense and grand - built in the 12th century in Romanesque style, with a large gothic nave added later. It also has five distinct spires on top that give it a very unique profile. Unfortunately, it's currently undergoing heavy restoration as it was damaged by a tornado in 1999. The work has been going for 15 years and isn't expected to finish any time soon.

    We went inside as well, but there wasn't much to see other than scaffolding. It also has the problem that its icons were destroyed during the Reformation, its treasures were looted during the French revolution, the stained glass was destroyed by an accidental gunpowder explosion, and of course two world wars were fought in the area as well (only one direct hit from a German bomb in 1944). So I can cut it a bit of slack!

    We walked around and filmed what we could, then decided to check out the belfry. It was a bit different to the other belfries we've visited, since this one was actually a standalone tower. It's really only when you see the solo towers that you realise they're just bell- and watch-towers, rather than religious or secular buildings. Even though most of them are joined to a religious or governmental building!

    Since the belfry was closed during lunchtime, we sat out on the main square in brilliant sunshine and had a delicious burger. Mine was with baked goat's cheese, bacon, caramelised apple slices, salad, and honey BBQ sauce. Incredible. Great vibe in the square as well, it's the height of summer and lots of people are on holidays. We're a long way from the tourist trail here so it's almost entirely Belgians relaxing and enjoying themselves. Also a long way from the gritty neighbourhoods of Antwerp and Brussels!

    Back to the tower exactly when it opened after lunch, and we were the first people to head up, so we had an uninterrupted climb and view. A couple of hundred steps on tight spiral staircases to the top, but we're getting fairly used to this by now! Excellent view across to the cathedral, the city, and the wider district, though it was very narrow and claustrophobic up top - thankfully it was just us and another couple. Finished our filming and headed back to the car.

    We then drove south-east to the city of Mons which is our base for the next couple of days. More world heritage sites in the area, and of course the town has one last belfry to look at! We settled into our hotel in the old town, with a view of the (standalone) belfry - it's situated on top of a hill so it tends to dominate the town. We decided to just relax for the rest of the day and settle ourselves in.

    Shandos grabbed us a baguette and some jambon et fromage so we made our own dinner in the hotel room. Headed out later in the evening to wrap up our belfry tour by filming at the base, but it was closed and we couldn't get too close. Oh well. Filmed a bit anyway through the fence and then headed home.
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  • Day177

    Day 178: More Mining Sites

    August 11, 2017 in Belgium

    More world heritage sites today, all of it mining themed! First stop was another of the coalmines from the industrial era, a site called Le Grand Hornu. This site was a little odd - the old mine buildings were all constructed in grand neoclassical fashion, with lots of columns, archways and hemispherical porticos. We had a look around, but there wasn't an awful lot of the mining heritage still on display.

    These days the site is used as a modern art museum and conference centre, so we had a look around at the current exhibition by a designer from Japan. Not quite what we expected to find in rural Belgium, some hyper-arty and modern furniture designs, but it was quite interesting!

    Wrapped up filming and had lunch in the on-site restaurant, as there looked to be a paucity of options in the area. Food was quite good - I had a huge dish of mussels that I couldn't finish, while Shandos had a salmon tartare with salad.

    Lunch finished, we set off for the third WHS in the area, a neolithic flint mine around the small town of Spiennes. These are a series of mine shafts dating from around 4500 BC - 3300 BC, discovered during the 19th century when a railway cutting was being dug. This was where neolithic peoples would come and mine flint, later shaping it into axes, knives and other tools.

    Since it's in the middle of a large field, we had to walk a fair way from the car, and by the time we arrived we'd just missed the start of a tour. Normally you have to book for these things, but because the group wasn't full the nice lady at the entrance allowed me to join up (and she gave me a discount price as well). Shandos had to stay behind to mind Schnitzel, sadly, as he wasn't allowed inside.

    The best part of the tour was undoubtedly going down into the mines themselves - very tight and small, but surprisingly far under the surface! The neolithic peoples would dig their mine shafts to a depth of about 6 metres, hollow out a gallery to extract the flint, then once it was exhausted they'd fill it with rubble and dig a new shaft nearby.

    It was great to go down there and see things with my own eyes, thinking about how they would have worked in darkness (no smoke residue on the walls from torches/fires), and how they were only digging at the chalk rocks with deer antlers and flint stones for tools. Yikes.

    When we got back top side we had a look around the area - apparently on this hill of a few hundred acres, they've discovered evidence of over 10,000 mine shafts!! Only about 15 have been excavated, and they haven't found any sort of bones, just flint. Fascinating spot.

    Finished off our filming and headed back to the hotel by 5pm. It's been quite nice to finish off early like this, gives us both time to unwind in the evening and either do something productive or just relax!
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  • Day176

    Day 177: Canal Lifts and a Mining Site

    August 10, 2017 in Belgium

    For some reason, this quiet area in southern Belgium has a bunch of UNESCO sites for us to investigate, so off we went in our rental car! Today's stop was a series of four canal lifts dating from the late 19th century. During the industrial revolution, this area in Belgium was coal mining country with hundreds of mines dotted across the landscape.

    To transport the goods in these pre-railway days, barges were used. However, in this particular area, the transport canals were about 70 metres too high to connect to other nearby canals in the wider network. Normally, traversing a hill or something isn't a huge problem in a canal, as you can do it with a lock. But locks can't raise or lower by much, so they came up instead with boat lifts.

    Each of these are a pair of essentially swimming pools sitting on connected hydraulic poles. Flood one with water, and the extra weight means it descends, raising up the other pool. You sail your barge into the elevated one, flood that with water, lowering down to the level of the lower canal. The bonus of this system is that it doesn't really require any energy other than the movement of water and a couple of pulleys for sluice gates and dams. There's four different lifts, all of them about 16-17 metres high, so we had a look around at this and did some filming before getting a little wet in a brief rain shower!

    While in the area we also visited the new canal lift at Strepy-Thieu, built in the 1980s to replace the old four canal lifts from the previous century. This one was absolutely gigantic - raising and lowering boats the full 70 metres in one go! Shame we couldn't see it in operation though, as we didn't have long. It's not world heritage listed, but maybe it'll get added one day!

    Up next after a brief lunch was a mining site. As mentioned, this area of southern Belgium was once covered in coalmines, and the few that remain are on the World Heritage list. For today we visited a site known as Bois-du-Luc, which shut down in the early 20th century and had basically been preserved in-situ since closing.

    After going through the museum, we had to wait about 20 minutes while the staff found the guy with the keys to the actual mine area! They don't get many tourists I guess, though he was nice enough to supply us coffee and tea while we waited. The mine site itself was quite interesting, going through various aspects of mining in that era (though much of it was familiar to us from mine site visits in England).

    Finished our filming for the day and headed back to Mons where we relaxed in the hotel room for the late afternoon and evening, only ducking out briefly for dinner.
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  • Day6

    Thank god for soccer

    June 6 in Belgium

    Rode 60 shitty miles.

    The first 20 were EXTREMELY hot and in the sun (and my face is already peeling and burnt from day 1 - its very attractive)

    The next 25 were under construction, unimaginably hilly detours around the interstate (which googlemaps kept trying to put me on), or gravel/dirt/poorly maintained.

    The last 15, mercifully, were through a beautiful and cool forest, which smelled amazing (like forest-scented air freshener), but entirely uphill

    So I didn't make it to my destination, but I made it to some random small town in southern Belgium near it, where it's 9:25 pm on a Wednesday, but, to my surprise, everything is still open because there's a Belgium-Egypt soccer match tonight. Enjoying a Jupiter beer and Belgium is 2-0! Even the hard days end up alright.
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You might also know this place by the following names:

Province du Hainaut, Provinz Hennegau, Hainaut Province, Hainaut, Henegouwen

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