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  • Day 5–6

    Lille to Villenauxe la Grande

    September 25, 2023 in France ⋅ ⛅ 19 °C

    We said our goodbyes and set off south to Villenauxe. As we were only half an hour from Belgium we took a detour across the border. Kev wanted waffles 🧇 but couldn't find a purveyor of waffles within 'the border region'!
    Setting the sat navigation to 'no tolls' is great. Not only do we save wine tokens, we skirted the Somme region and stopped at memorials to those lost in the first and second world wars.
    Spotted a chateau from miles away and did a short detour which didn't disappoint. Still warm here so stopped for an orangina, Laurent, the bar owner was chatty and when we complimented his lovely little bar he enquired if we wanted to buy it... bit far to travel to Horwich for my office days and although AXA offices are everywhere, I didn't spot one up by the chateau!
    Long 4 hour drive on unfamiliar roads (without the stops) but really worth it!
    Just the one night in Villenauxe, we will focus on this gorgeous village tomorrow.
    Now for food.... night all 🍾
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  • Day 6

    Prinses op de erwt

    July 13, 2020 in France ⋅ ⛅ 12 °C

    Goedemorgen! Kennen jullie het verhaal van de prinses op de erwt? Nou, dat gaat dus niet over mij... Nadat ik net m'n tent heb opgeruimd vind ik precies onder m'n tent op de plek van m'n luchtbed de haringen. Laten we het erop houden dat ik gister nogal moe was van het fietsen?!Read more

  • Day 5

    Stempel! En een probleem...

    July 12, 2020 in France ⋅ ⛅ 23 °C

    Weer een stempel erbij! En kijk die lijntjes op m'n benen haha! Maar goed, ik heb wel een probleem. Blijkbaar heb ik de haringen op de vorige camping achterlaten... Dat is niet zo handig natuurlijk 🙄 Maar met wat hulp uit Nederland ben ik erachter gekomen dat ik morgen door een stad fiets met een Decathlon. Dus als we het positief bekijken: morgen gaan we shoppennnn🎉🎉Read more

  • Day 8

    Die Odyssee nach Hause

    September 13, 2024 in France ⋅ ⛅ 16 °C

    Heute morgen erst einmal ausgeschlafen und dann das weitere Vorgehen mit dem ADAC besprochen.
    Wenn die Werkstatt den Wagen nicht innerhalb von 3 Werktagen wieder flott bekommt, würde der ADAC uns entweder einen Mietwagen bis 500€ oder ein 1. Klasse-Zugticket bezahlen.

    So hieß es erst einmal abwarten, was die Werkstatt für eine Diagnose stellen würde.

    Bis dahin, erst einmal irgendwo frühstücken gehen und abwarten.

    Wieder einen Uber bestellt und siehe da, nicht nur eine andere Fahrerin, sondern auch ein anders Fahrzeug. Damit wäre der Beweis erbracht, dass Saint Quentin mindestens zwei Uber hat.

    Bis kurz nach Mittag haben wir im Café ausgeharrt, bis wir eine Info von der Werkstatt bekamen, dass a) unsere erste Diagnose richtig war, Kupplung defekt und b) alleine die Ersatzteilbeschaffung mindestens eine Woche dauert….

    Mit dieser Information sind wir zum Bahnhof gelaufen um für den Nachmittag ein Zugticket von Saint Quentin über Paris nach Köln zu buchen.
    Wir wollten dann mit dem Taxi, oder Uber, zu der Werkstatt fahren um das restliche Gepäck zu holen und dann zurück zum Bahnhof.

    Dann die Ernüchterung…
    Es gab keine freien Plätze im Zug.
    Weder früher, noch später….

    Also doch Mietwagen….

    Bei Avis über die App gebucht….
    One way nach Köln für 1.400€

    Die Station war beschrieben als Saint Quentin Bahnhof.
    Nur… nach langem Suchen…. Keine Starion…. Nirgendwo…. Nix…. Nada….

    Beim Bahnhofspersonal nachgefragt…. Nö… keine Avis-Station am Bahnhof.
    Wir müssten mit dem Taxi rund 2km weit fahren.

    Wir müssten aber waren, da die Station erst um 14:00 wieder aufmacht.

    Also am Bahnhof, mit entsprechenden Publikum, in der Sonne gesessen und gewartet.

    Kurz vor 14:00 Uhr dann Uber bestellt….
    Und siehe da, die gleiche Fahrerin, wie am Vormittag….
    Also wirklich nur zwei Ubers in Saint Quentin.

    In der Mietwagenstation wieder mit Händen und Füßen und Simultanübersetzung am Telefon den Mietvertrag zustande gebracht.

    Mit einem ordentlichen Nissan Qashqai ausgestattet sind wir etwa 25km weit in das nächste Dorf zu der Werkstatt…

    Hier wird die Vette in bester Gesellschaft von Artgenossen die nächsten Tage verbringen, bis der ADAC den Rücktransport organisiert bekommt.

    Nachdem das restliche Gepäck eingeladen war, ging es auf die Autobahn und dann ab nach Hause.

    Damit endet diese spannende Reise.

    Auch wenn das Ende ein eher trauriges war, hatten wir eine tolle Woche mit vielen Eindrücken, tollen Gesprächen mit alten und neuen Freunden und vielen gefahren Kilometern.

    Und mit einem Schaden muss man bei so einem alten Auto immer rechnen.

    Am kommenden Montag geht die nächste Reise los.
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  • Day 55

    Camping Municipal Les 3 Clochers

    May 9, 2024 in France ⋅ ☁️ 18 °C

    Auch hier warfen wir auf dem Rückweg aus der Bretagne unseren Anker. 14,50 € kostet die Nacht all incl. Über die Fahrt gibt es nicht viel zu erzählen, außer dass Paris immer wieder eine Herausforderung ist. Aber mit Unterstützung meines schmerzgeplagten Copilots kamen wir ohne Schramme durch. Jetzt bleibt uns nur noch ein Dinner im hiesigen "Buffalo Grill".Read more

  • Day 14

    Trefcon 11 miles

    July 26, 2023 in France ⋅ ☁️ 20 °C

    A new problem today. Nice short day, less than 4 hours walking, the trouble was I couldn’t check in to the next accommodation until after 5pm. It was in a tiny village so nothing to do there if I arrived too early. Therefore no point in leaving Peronne before 1pm. Luckily Peronne had the largest WWI museum in Europe. Not something I knew much about but thanks to 3 hours spent there this morning I am now a bit of an expert. With my memory I probably won’t remember anything by the time I get home but it was really well done.

    And I bought a sandwich before I left town. Organised or what? Truth is tonight I am in an old farmhouse with no possibility of any food if I didn’t bring it with me. Sanny and water for tea. Plus some half melted Lindt chocolate that was wonderful.

    Initial misunderstanding when I arrived meant that I thought I was going to be in this fairly dire dormitory with no hot water, dampish mattress etc but it turned out I have an old but quite adequate room, sheets on bed, proper mattress etc. that I am delighted with. Amazing how if you think you are getting nothing you are quite happy with a little something.

    It is time I talked about feet. I have talked about eating quite a lot as well as sleeping but I don’t think I have mentioned my beloved tootsies. A pilgrim’s life revolves round that blessed triumvirate, food, bed and feet, after all. Anyway there is good news and bad news. Firstly the good - my left foot is grand, thank you. 2 weeks in and no blisters so far. Somewhat tender certainly but a combination of 9 months of twice-weekly training walks with full pack and a comparatively low mileage over the first 2 weeks have done the job. On the other foot as it were, its partner is not quite so happy. Don’t ask me why. Pretty sure they both have taken the same number of steps. Only a couple of blisters but together just a bit of a nuisance. Not burst yet, though.

    The real trouble is things are about to get more serious. I have averaged a comfortable 13 miles a day up to now but the next 4 days are over 20 miles a day. And just to start things off well, tomorrow’s forecast is heavy rain. I am of course camping tomorrow night. Luckily tomorrow is all on road. Hard on the feet and not fun dodging traffic but at least I won’t have mud to contend with.
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  • Day 13

    Peronne 17 miles

    July 25, 2023 in France ⋅ ⛅ 20 °C

    What a difference a day makes. Not raining - well it wasn’t when I set off and stayed pretty much dry all day. A breakfast - well a fairly poor French one but a heck of a lot better than none at all.

    So all going grand. Off I went but then I became aware of 3 slightly disturbing things. To begin with, to set the scene, most days I am walking from somewhere to somewhere with very little infrastructure in between. Certainly no food to be bought. So why is it that I never buy lunch as I set off? I know I am not the sharpest tool in the box sometimes, especially in the morning, but it really isn’t rocket science. Just because I am not hungry at 9.30am doesn’t mean I’m not going to get peckish by 1.30pm. Day after day. Quite incredible.

    The second thing was I realised that I was being followed. I was leaving town by a bit of a shortcut. Yesterday was a bit tough so I thought I would take advantage of a shortcut that I had identified from the map. I had done an extra mile yesterday so cutting a mile off today seemed justifiable. I haven’t seen any walkers let alone pilgrims so far so it did seem odd that these two gentlemen suddenly appeared behind me on this out of the way path. Both carrying pilgrim sized rucksacks. Just to be clear I mean large enough to last a pilgrimage rather than large enough to contain a pilgrim. Strangely unhappy about having them behind me. Luckily, I came upon a military cemetery. This is Somme country and they seem to be everywhere. As I frequently do, I spend some time in these and the lads had gone on ahead by the time I got going again. Never saw them again.

    The third thing had me thinking. I noticed that one of my “footprints”, as this app calls entries, has been liked by someone I don’t know. Now I am writing this thing partly as a memento which I will get printed when I finish and partly to keep friends and family informed as to what I’m getting up to. To make that easier for them I had to make it public so anyone can read it. But I never thought that anyone else would. Good grief it must be boring enough for someone who does know me, and bless you all for reading it, but I can’t imagine anyone else being bothered. It’s a strange world.

    Staying tonight in a sort of Youth Hostel. Strange definition of youth if it includes me. Still, I’m not complaining as it is only 30€ a night including breakfast. Got to use my own sleeping bag but that isn’t too onerous.
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  • Day 63

    The Somme

    July 4, 2023 in France ⋅ ☁️ 22 °C

    We travelled around the Somme battlefields today where the Australians fought and thousands died. Seeing the terrain and hearing the information from our expert guide, a military historian, really gives an insight into the battles and what went right, what went wrong, and why.

    After our visit to Tyne Cot we saw the areas where the battles of Bullecourt, Pozieres and the Somme were fought, as well as some of the cemeteries.

    A few figures:

    * the Australians lost 10000 men at Bullecourt in two weeks.
    * the British lost 60000 at Poziers, the Australians lost 23000.
    * the Thiepval memorial lists the names of 72000 missing British soldiers with no known grave.

    There are cemeteries literally everywhere and it is all so depressingly sad.
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  • Day 10

    Heimreise

    January 1 in France ⋅ 🌧 9 °C

    Tschüss AIDA!
    Wir nehmen für die Strecke zum Flughafen wieder den Linienbus. Die Expresslinie 10 bringt uns in etwa 1 Stunde zum TFS (Teneriffa Süd).
    Das einchecken dauert länger als erhofft. Trotz online Check-in und vorhandener Bordkarte gibt es leider keinen Extra-Schalter zur Abgabe der Koffer.
    Das erspart dann aber die Prüfung des Duty-free-Angebotes, denn wir kommen zeitlich genau zum Boarding am Gate an.
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  • Day 68

    Nearly there!!

    December 9, 2024 in France ⋅ 🌬 6 °C

    We were woken up early at 6am by forklifts moving around in a unit nearby but Ellie hadn’t felt well most of the night and hadn’t got much sleep atall.
    After coffees we decided to leave at 8:30am as we had a long drive of 130 miles. I initially decided to not take the toll roads but the traffic was horrendous and the French just can’t drive at the best of times let alone first thing on a Monday morning and after seeing 2 accidents and numerous close calls we decided to get off of the single lanes and get on the motorway and toll roads.
    I had found us a nice aire next to a canal and it took us 3 hours and slightly more mileage if 150 miles to reach Bellicourt.
    Our aire is just off of the main road and has space for 4 motorhomes. There is paid services here and it’s €3 for 4 minutes of water.
    After a quick lunch, just after 1pm I set off on my bike for what I thought would be a road ride, but within 2 miles of leaving Wanda I was on a grass farm track and it was seriously muddy. I had totally the wrong tyres in the bike and slipped off and ended up laying in the mud. Luckily I wasn’t going any speed and it was so wet and muddy it was a very soft landing. The rest of the ride was pretty much the same terrain with some woods thrown in for good measure. It was like riding on ice the entire time, but because it was so demanding it was actually quite enjoyable.
    I got back to Wanda at 2:30pm and Ellie had, had a Power Nap and put the hot water on so after a coffee I had a hot shower and then as the rain started to come down again we put the fire on and took shelter for the rest if the day.
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