Thursday 1 November 2012
At last we left St Albans after, what seemed, months of paperwork and servicing. In reality it had only been 36 days. The plus side was that we saw our family and friends and were pleased to know that all was well.
The ferry journey from Dover to Dunkirk (Just £44. Tunnel £88)was uneventful and we quickly established ourselves on the car park outside the ferry booking area in Dunkirk. Please note that Belgium is at least as wet and windy as the UK.
The ferry journey from Dover to Dunkirk (Just £44. Tunnel £88)was uneventful and we quickly established ourselves on the car park outside the ferry booking area in Dunkirk. Please note that Belgium is at least as wet and windy as the UK.
Weekend 2, 3 and 4 November 2012
Magnificent station in Antwerp.
We started the day with the intention of travelling off-motorways to Antwerp. However we got to Dixsmuide and realised that we would be late to meet our good friends; so back to the motorway. Although Antwerp is a complex city to drive around we had no trouble in getting to Merksem where Sarah, Bart and new Charlotte were expecting us.
Jopie arrived shortly after and we were whisked away to look at Antwerp City centre. Despite the rain and cold we had a great time; there are so many things to see and do.
The highlight was going to one of Jopie’s locals and meeting Toon and Rud. Almost immediately Ton invited us for a meal on the Sunday evening.
We should mention that poor old Rod was down with the lurgy and we took delight in hinting, on the ‘phone, that he was “rigweltered”. We were not going near him unless he had a bell round his neck.
Jopie arrived shortly after and we were whisked away to look at Antwerp City centre. Despite the rain and cold we had a great time; there are so many things to see and do.
The highlight was going to one of Jopie’s locals and meeting Toon and Rud. Almost immediately Ton invited us for a meal on the Sunday evening.
We should mention that poor old Rod was down with the lurgy and we took delight in hinting, on the ‘phone, that he was “rigweltered”. We were not going near him unless he had a bell round his neck.
MAS
The MAS museum in Antwerp
On the Saturday another good friend, Ludo, showed us his home town. He has an amazing knowledge of places to see, including the MAS which is a new museum with a rooftop viewing area. Thankfully the rain had stopped.
We visited Van Dyke’s home and so many churches and alleyways our heads were spinning. Wonderful day out.
We visited Van Dyke’s home and so many churches and alleyways our heads were spinning. Wonderful day out.
Printing Museum
Rod and Judit in the oldest print shop in the world.
Rod eventually popped his head up on the Sunday and took us to his favourite places such as the oldest printing shop in the world. A really marvellous museum. It was here that Tindall’s original English language Bible was printed. He had to travel there from Yorkshire or he would have been in big trouble back in England. As it was, he was eventually caught and suffered a terrible death.
In the evening we drove in Bessy to Toon’s flat.There we had a fantastic evening with Rod, Jopie, Rud and Toon, plus his partner Jesse (please forgive the spelling). The meal was out of this world, but it should have been as both Ton and Jesse are chefs. Jesse works at Antwerp Zoo, feeding people not animals.
In the evening we drove in Bessy to Toon’s flat.There we had a fantastic evening with Rod, Jopie, Rud and Toon, plus his partner Jesse (please forgive the spelling). The meal was out of this world, but it should have been as both Ton and Jesse are chefs. Jesse works at Antwerp Zoo, feeding people not animals.
Monday 5 November 2012
De Heuvel in Oss. It means "hill".
Oss was next on the list. This is a town in Holland where Ian worked for 3 year. Also Richard was born there. The place has really changed and it was very difficult for Ian to identify anything. But he found the house, the shops and the town centre. By the way, Holland is just as wet and windy as Belgium and the UK. We had a walk on the Heuvel where Ian had to read out the prize winners of the Carnival Parade to the assembled folks of Oss in 1976. Incidentally “heuvel” means “hill”; all 2.5 meters of it.
Although we want to see Nijmegen and Arnhem, they had to wait because we found a great little “Aire” near Beer, where we settled down for the night. When the man came for his €6 he was accompanied by a lovely Border Collie who taught Ian how to throw a ball.
Although we want to see Nijmegen and Arnhem, they had to wait because we found a great little “Aire” near Beer, where we settled down for the night. When the man came for his €6 he was accompanied by a lovely Border Collie who taught Ian how to throw a ball.
Tuesday 6 November 2012
Statue commemorating the Battle for Arnhem.
After a very peaceful night we headed for Nijmegen. But having told the SatNav we did not want motorways it took us to a ferry instead. We decided against it because the ramp was very steep and we would surely have caught our back end when boarding.
So back to plan A and use the motorway.
Arnhem was a lovely town with a great shopping centre for those who like that sort of thing. But the highlight was the Airborne Museum which was located at the famous Hartenstein Hotel in Oosterbeek. The museum is of very high quality and documents the heroic efforts of British and Polish military and local Dutch resistance to capture the Arnhem bridge in Operation Market Garden. And if you don’t know about that it’s time you did.
We had some difficulty to find a Night Stop and found ourselves at Wageningen in a Camp Site. Then it started raining again.
So back to plan A and use the motorway.
Arnhem was a lovely town with a great shopping centre for those who like that sort of thing. But the highlight was the Airborne Museum which was located at the famous Hartenstein Hotel in Oosterbeek. The museum is of very high quality and documents the heroic efforts of British and Polish military and local Dutch resistance to capture the Arnhem bridge in Operation Market Garden. And if you don’t know about that it’s time you did.
We had some difficulty to find a Night Stop and found ourselves at Wageningen in a Camp Site. Then it started raining again.
Wednesday 7 November 2012
Bicycles in Arnhem, Nederland.
Holland. Raining again. We headed in the general direction of our friends in Waltershausen. Not using motorways is a little demanding but we found a lovely Stelplatz by Lake Möhnsee.
You certainly see more of the country on the smaller roads. Incidentally the Dutch roads were excellent and in general better than the German ones. They were about UK standard. The trouble with Dutch roads is that they have so many artificial wiggles to slow you down that it’s almost impossible for the driver to relax. On top of that cyclists have their own paths and priority and they force their own priority. So at a junction or roundabout you must keep an eye out for the cycle path and the traffic and then a cycle path the other side of the junction. Cyclists expect you to stop. We wondered how many had accidents because of simply expecting a car to stop rather than being cautious.
Highlight of the day was receiving a call from the Service Manager at Highbridge wanting me to take Bessy in to examine the peeling paint on the bonnet. This is after writing to them in September asking for a service, MOT and the paint job, plus compensation for the work we had done in Hungary. He says he did not receive the invoices. But we sent them twice and once to the Managing Director. Highbridge is going down in our estimation.
You certainly see more of the country on the smaller roads. Incidentally the Dutch roads were excellent and in general better than the German ones. They were about UK standard. The trouble with Dutch roads is that they have so many artificial wiggles to slow you down that it’s almost impossible for the driver to relax. On top of that cyclists have their own paths and priority and they force their own priority. So at a junction or roundabout you must keep an eye out for the cycle path and the traffic and then a cycle path the other side of the junction. Cyclists expect you to stop. We wondered how many had accidents because of simply expecting a car to stop rather than being cautious.
Highlight of the day was receiving a call from the Service Manager at Highbridge wanting me to take Bessy in to examine the peeling paint on the bonnet. This is after writing to them in September asking for a service, MOT and the paint job, plus compensation for the work we had done in Hungary. He says he did not receive the invoices. But we sent them twice and once to the Managing Director. Highbridge is going down in our estimation.
Thursday 8 November 2012
David butchers an old pipe for our broken one.
Today was adventure day. Driving up a steep hill we could hear a strange highpitched noise. Maybe it was just a reflection from the wall. After stopping at the top we found the exhaust tailpipe was dragging on the floor. Was there more to this problem than just the tailpipe?
So we called the RAC Breakdown number in France. The kind lady, Emma, soon sorted us out and said she would contact the German breakdown people to sort us out. We waited for over one hour and Emma called back to find out what was happening. After telling her the no-news she got the German Breakdown man to call direct. It appears there are 2 streets with the same name and we or he were in the wrong street.
A very efficient man eventually arrived and sawed off the offending article but said we could get it mended if we followed him to a garage 20 km away. Once there he and the garage man (21 years old) took off the whole pipe and butchered one of their own to repair the tailpipe; about 2 feet of it. They also spotted some small holes in the pipe and welded patches over them.
So we had an afternoon in the garage. We had to pay €214 for the garage work and later another €209 for the recovery man because he was also working on the job. All told about £350 for a repair to an exhaust. But we have been told that an original Al-Ko exhaust costs a fortune. So we should have put off the day for about one year.
Because it was now dark the garage owner let us park for the night in the yard behind the garage.
So we called the RAC Breakdown number in France. The kind lady, Emma, soon sorted us out and said she would contact the German breakdown people to sort us out. We waited for over one hour and Emma called back to find out what was happening. After telling her the no-news she got the German Breakdown man to call direct. It appears there are 2 streets with the same name and we or he were in the wrong street.
A very efficient man eventually arrived and sawed off the offending article but said we could get it mended if we followed him to a garage 20 km away. Once there he and the garage man (21 years old) took off the whole pipe and butchered one of their own to repair the tailpipe; about 2 feet of it. They also spotted some small holes in the pipe and welded patches over them.
So we had an afternoon in the garage. We had to pay €214 for the garage work and later another €209 for the recovery man because he was also working on the job. All told about £350 for a repair to an exhaust. But we have been told that an original Al-Ko exhaust costs a fortune. So we should have put off the day for about one year.
Because it was now dark the garage owner let us park for the night in the yard behind the garage.
Friday 9 November 2012
Kassel, on the way to meet Karin and Mike.
Still not using motorways we headed to Mike and Karin’s place in Waltershausen. We met Mike near a McDonalds and he guided us to his place. The worry was always about where we could park as Mike’s road was one car wide. But not more than 50 meters away the road widened to 2.5 car widths and we left Bessy there with a note in the window telling people where we could be found if we happened to be an obstruction.
It was great to see Karin and Mike again and a lot of time was spent chatting and tasting his wide selection of whiskys.
In the evening we walked into the small town and had a very enjoyable Vietnamese meal before returning and continuing the tasting session until the early hours.
It was great to see Karin and Mike again and a lot of time was spent chatting and tasting his wide selection of whiskys.
In the evening we walked into the small town and had a very enjoyable Vietnamese meal before returning and continuing the tasting session until the early hours.
Saturday 10 November 2012
Karin, MIke and Judit in Gotha.
Very late breakfast. After more chatting we took Mike’s car to Gotha. The town is in old East Germany and a lot of EU money has been spent onb renovating buildings. Sadly the place was deserted because the local cannot afford to rent the town centre buildings and western companies can’t be bothered going there.
The day was marred by Judit becoming car sick and we had to take her back home, where she spent the whole afternoon and evening in bed.
The day was marred by Judit becoming car sick and we had to take her back home, where she spent the whole afternoon and evening in bed.
Sunday 11 November 2012
One of the many magnificent buildings in Erfurt.
Judit being fully recovered we went out again in Mike’s car to Erfurt. This was much bigger than Gotha and much busier, but still the problem of investment and lack of money. However we really enjoyed our walk around. There is a lovely bridge reminiscent of the Rialto Bridge in Venice and a fantastic Dom overlooking the town.
The evening was crowned with a meal at Wirtshaus Christoffel. A beautiful old building made to look as if it was from the Middle Ages with food to match. Mike and Karin had a gigantic platter of meat, Judit a roll of beef filled with things and a massive dumpling. Ian had a pig knuckle with saurkraut. Very large portions. The restaurant’s own beer was excellent.
Time for bed... after another tasting and chatting session.
The evening was crowned with a meal at Wirtshaus Christoffel. A beautiful old building made to look as if it was from the Middle Ages with food to match. Mike and Karin had a gigantic platter of meat, Judit a roll of beef filled with things and a massive dumpling. Ian had a pig knuckle with saurkraut. Very large portions. The restaurant’s own beer was excellent.
Time for bed... after another tasting and chatting session.
Monday 12 November 2012
Gemünden in the mist.
While Mike went to visit his GP for something we planned the next leg of our journey. First objective is Sinsheim Auto & Technik Museum where they have Concord and Concordski.
When Mike returned we thanked them for a fantastic weekend and set off.
A Stellplatz was chosen and we found ourselves in Gemünden am Main. It’s a very pretty place at the junction of two rivers. Sadly the only Laundrette is in the campsite which is closed.
When Mike returned we thanked them for a fantastic weekend and set off.
A Stellplatz was chosen and we found ourselves in Gemünden am Main. It’s a very pretty place at the junction of two rivers. Sadly the only Laundrette is in the campsite which is closed.
Tuesday 13 November 2012
The salt bush wall at Bad Rappenau.
Early awakening after a cold night. We went for a stroll around Gemünden and then started south with our target as the Museum. However we stopped at Miltenberg which turned out to be a lovely little town. So yet another stroll and lots of photos. The parking place for us was a possible good Night Stop next to the river. The young man in the Information area of the Town Hall was very helpful. We asked him where we could wash our clothes, meaning a laundrette. Of we went and did a lot of reversing and turning to find that he had sent us to a car wash! So it’s scruffy for another day or two.
Onward to Bad Rappenau. This is a town built around salt mines and the water is “curative” if you believe that. There is a massive hospital and park with salty things everywhere... but no laundrette.
There is even a giant 6 meter by 20 meter wall built of bushes with salty water dribbling down it. Sitting next to this “wall” is said to cure asthma. Do people who live next to the sea never get asthma?
Today was the first time we’ve seen blue sky since leaving UK... just for 30 minutes.
Onward to Bad Rappenau. This is a town built around salt mines and the water is “curative” if you believe that. There is a massive hospital and park with salty things everywhere... but no laundrette.
There is even a giant 6 meter by 20 meter wall built of bushes with salty water dribbling down it. Sitting next to this “wall” is said to cure asthma. Do people who live next to the sea never get asthma?
Today was the first time we’ve seen blue sky since leaving UK... just for 30 minutes.
Wednesday 14 November 2012
Concordski at Sinsheim Museum.
Back to fog and low cloud again.
Mike said you cannot miss it. That’s Sinsheim Auto and Technik Museum. Well, he was right the museum has both Concorde and Concordski mounted on sticks on the roof. What a landmark and what a museum. 30,000 square meters of indoor space, more than 3,000 exhibits, an IMAX cinema and free playgrounds for the kids. Well worth a visit. Even Judit enjoyed the technology. The 3D movie in IMAX was amazing.
After the museum we had a fairly long run south to Oberndorf am Neckar where we found a Stellplatz.
Mike said you cannot miss it. That’s Sinsheim Auto and Technik Museum. Well, he was right the museum has both Concorde and Concordski mounted on sticks on the roof. What a landmark and what a museum. 30,000 square meters of indoor space, more than 3,000 exhibits, an IMAX cinema and free playgrounds for the kids. Well worth a visit. Even Judit enjoyed the technology. The 3D movie in IMAX was amazing.
After the museum we had a fairly long run south to Oberndorf am Neckar where we found a Stellplatz.
Thursday 15 November 2012
Donaueschinghen Scgloss in the mist again.
Today we decided to have a short run. First stop was the beautiful park at Donaueschingen where we meandered for quite some time around the lakes and woods. It also has a very good Stellplatz in beautiful surroundings.
Still looking for a laundrette we headed for Radolfzell next to Bodensee and the Swiss border. No Joy. But we did get to watch the kids football training on the Astro Turf pitch next to the Stellplatz. On the way we bought the cheapest Diesel in Germany at €1.45 in the village of Steisslingen. Sadly, cash only so Judit had to go walkabouts in Radolfzel for an ATM.
Still looking for a laundrette we headed for Radolfzell next to Bodensee and the Swiss border. No Joy. But we did get to watch the kids football training on the Astro Turf pitch next to the Stellplatz. On the way we bought the cheapest Diesel in Germany at €1.45 in the village of Steisslingen. Sadly, cash only so Judit had to go walkabouts in Radolfzel for an ATM.
Friday 16 November 2012
Radolfzell town centre.
Today we found a laundrette in Konstanz. While the clothes were washing we had a walk into the town. The old town is very pleasant and we found a market, so bought some veg and eggs. Then back to start the drying process. The owner was Greek and he told us that today’s weather is 18°C in Thessalonika. It’s still foggy and miserable here in Germany next to Bodensee.
We decided to spend another night at Radolfzell where we met a nice German couple with the world’s biggest Rottweiler. He was jet black and 18 months old. Like a typical teenager he was a real handful but not nasty. His nickname was Tinkerbell!
We decided to spend another night at Radolfzell where we met a nice German couple with the world’s biggest Rottweiler. He was jet black and 18 months old. Like a typical teenager he was a real handful but not nasty. His nickname was Tinkerbell!
Saturday 17 November 2012
Vaduz castle Leichtenstein... it was foggy!
Back through Konstanz again and into Switzerland. No formalities at the border, just a nod through. At last we had another glimpse of the sky. This time for at least two hours as we drove above the cloud in Switzerland. Really very beautiful and even the Swiss were stopping to take photos. When we got down into the fog again a young lout, showing off to his girlfriend that he could drive on mountain roads appeared on our side of the road on a blind bend, no lights on. Only lightening reactions from Ian (who wrote this) saved the day and maybe a few months in hospital for someone. The air turned blue.
Entry into Lichtenstein is marked by a sign on a bridge. In Vaduz, the Capital City, we found the football stadium car park and parked there for the night.
In the twon centre we bought a few postcards and found a cafe that also had internet. Just enough time to catch up with the latest emails.
Did you know that Leichtenstein produces more dentures than anywhere else in the world?
Entry into Lichtenstein is marked by a sign on a bridge. In Vaduz, the Capital City, we found the football stadium car park and parked there for the night.
In the twon centre we bought a few postcards and found a cafe that also had internet. Just enough time to catch up with the latest emails.
Did you know that Leichtenstein produces more dentures than anywhere else in the world?
Sunday 18 November 2012
We planned to stop at least one more night in Switzerland. However when we wanted to stop we could not find anywhere decent or allowed. But on the way we did find at least one new Stellplatz at Rona and had lunch there. If had been evening we would have stopped. So far we have found 2 or 3 Stellplatz in Switzerland and we’re sure there are more.
The roads over Julierpass and Mojelenpass were in excellent condition even with 6 inches of snow at the sides. Once again, being high (2,283 meters about 7,500 feet) we were above the murk and had lovely sunny weather.
Just inside Italy we stopped outside a campsite and Judit had a walk to the dramatic waterfall at Bergonuova. Our Night Stop was just inside Italy at Chiavenna. A walk around the town was pleasant but being Sunday nothing was open but a couple of snack bars.
The roads over Julierpass and Mojelenpass were in excellent condition even with 6 inches of snow at the sides. Once again, being high (2,283 meters about 7,500 feet) we were above the murk and had lovely sunny weather.
Just inside Italy we stopped outside a campsite and Judit had a walk to the dramatic waterfall at Bergonuova. Our Night Stop was just inside Italy at Chiavenna. A walk around the town was pleasant but being Sunday nothing was open but a couple of snack bars.
Monday 19 November 2012
Lake Iseo. Note the sunshine.
The local supermarket had a decent selection of goods and Ian was delighted to find bottles of genuine Scotch for only €4.50. Witton’s is the name and not bad either.
Just a quick run to Bergamo down the side of Lake Como. Would you believe that 99% of the way down the lakeside the road is in a tunnel. But we knew we were in Italy because the roads are worse than Switzerland and the junctions on the road surface where a bridge starts and finishes are spine crushers.
Our first Aire at Bergamo now has a height barrier with only access to a dump if your MH measures about 3 meters in length.
The second Aire was invisible. The third Aire had a height barrier so we drove on.
During our meander through the back streets of Bergamo we found a very large Auchan supermarket. They have free internet inside, but no tables of course. The signal did not exist just 20 meters from the door. But we managed to send a couple of emails.
Finally we also found an Esso station selling LPG.
We’ve used quite a lot because of the cold nights. Our last chance Aire at Iseo next to Lake Iseo did not exist either. We spotted some people in reception at Camp Sassebanek and tried our luck there. However they were closed but kindly allowed us to camp in their overflow car park next door.
That meant Judit could have a walk while Ian tried to get over a horrendous drive around the back streets of Bergamo.
Bacon, black pudding, sprouts and potatoes for dinner... yummy.
Just a quick run to Bergamo down the side of Lake Como. Would you believe that 99% of the way down the lakeside the road is in a tunnel. But we knew we were in Italy because the roads are worse than Switzerland and the junctions on the road surface where a bridge starts and finishes are spine crushers.
Our first Aire at Bergamo now has a height barrier with only access to a dump if your MH measures about 3 meters in length.
The second Aire was invisible. The third Aire had a height barrier so we drove on.
During our meander through the back streets of Bergamo we found a very large Auchan supermarket. They have free internet inside, but no tables of course. The signal did not exist just 20 meters from the door. But we managed to send a couple of emails.
Finally we also found an Esso station selling LPG.
We’ve used quite a lot because of the cold nights. Our last chance Aire at Iseo next to Lake Iseo did not exist either. We spotted some people in reception at Camp Sassebanek and tried our luck there. However they were closed but kindly allowed us to camp in their overflow car park next door.
That meant Judit could have a walk while Ian tried to get over a horrendous drive around the back streets of Bergamo.
Bacon, black pudding, sprouts and potatoes for dinner... yummy.
Tuesday 20 November 2012
Today was not a good day. We left Iseo Night Stop with the intention of driving clockwise around Lake Iseo. Then Ian took a wrong turn in Sarnico and found us in a very tight car park. Ian then managed to scrape across the corner of a Prosche Cayenne. Oops.
Being decent people we stopped to find the owner. Luckily a laovely Nigerian lady from Lagos was begging for help, instead she helped us. Her Italian sounded better than her English. Mandolin, as she was called did everything to find the owner, who eventually turned up 2 hours later. Lucky for Ian the lady was charming and grateful that we had waited. She called her husband who was also charming. In a coffee bar nearby, Mandolin translated and we filled in the necessary forms.
Of we went feeling very bad about the whole affair. The clockwise journey had to be abandoned at the 10 o’clock position because the road was closed. On our return route a strange bleeping started up in the back of the motorhome. Yet another problem we could do without.
On stopping at a ferry “terminal” we found that the control panel was not working. After a bit of messing around we managed to remove the panel. Very interesting. The innards resembled a small computer. Instinct said “Don’t touch”. But Ian removed the main 24-pin plug, shoved it back on again and the panel started working. At last something good was happening.
We abandoned our round the Lake trip after NOT finding two Aires at Sulzano and returned to last night’s stop. On the way we went to a small cafe Judit had spotted. It supplied coffee and internet served up by a lovely young girl who spoke perfect English. Finally we managed to SKYPE Jo and Richard and it was lovely to hear them again. And to hear about Charlotte’s latest young man... good on yer Charlie.
Maybe the highlight of the day was watching a group of 3 ladies being tutored in the art of Nordic walking. It brought back images of Dad’s Army learning to march. What is Nordic walking?
Being decent people we stopped to find the owner. Luckily a laovely Nigerian lady from Lagos was begging for help, instead she helped us. Her Italian sounded better than her English. Mandolin, as she was called did everything to find the owner, who eventually turned up 2 hours later. Lucky for Ian the lady was charming and grateful that we had waited. She called her husband who was also charming. In a coffee bar nearby, Mandolin translated and we filled in the necessary forms.
Of we went feeling very bad about the whole affair. The clockwise journey had to be abandoned at the 10 o’clock position because the road was closed. On our return route a strange bleeping started up in the back of the motorhome. Yet another problem we could do without.
On stopping at a ferry “terminal” we found that the control panel was not working. After a bit of messing around we managed to remove the panel. Very interesting. The innards resembled a small computer. Instinct said “Don’t touch”. But Ian removed the main 24-pin plug, shoved it back on again and the panel started working. At last something good was happening.
We abandoned our round the Lake trip after NOT finding two Aires at Sulzano and returned to last night’s stop. On the way we went to a small cafe Judit had spotted. It supplied coffee and internet served up by a lovely young girl who spoke perfect English. Finally we managed to SKYPE Jo and Richard and it was lovely to hear them again. And to hear about Charlotte’s latest young man... good on yer Charlie.
Maybe the highlight of the day was watching a group of 3 ladies being tutored in the art of Nordic walking. It brought back images of Dad’s Army learning to march. What is Nordic walking?
Wednesday 21 November 2012
Windy back street in Brescia.
Just 30 minutes drive brought us to the beautiful old town of Brescia. We drove to an Aire and found that this one exists and is accessible. (See Night Stops). The staff were so friendly and helpful we stayed and spent the day roaming around the fascinating old town. At this time of year the museums were closed in the afternoon. Pity because this is where the Mille Miglia started and finished and there is a museum all about it.
Shopping for grub was a pain as the old town is full of coffee houses and shoe and book shops. However on the way back on the Number 1 bus we spotted a sign for Carrefour Express. We leapt off the bus and then could not find Carrefour... why the sign?
However there was another called Italmark and we raided it for some chicken and beer. Other non essentials were also purchased.
As we left the store another Number 1 was at the stop and the kind driver waited for us to cross the road. Gracia!
Back at the Aire we sorted out a few bits of text with the plan to try the hotel internet this evening.
Shopping for grub was a pain as the old town is full of coffee houses and shoe and book shops. However on the way back on the Number 1 bus we spotted a sign for Carrefour Express. We leapt off the bus and then could not find Carrefour... why the sign?
However there was another called Italmark and we raided it for some chicken and beer. Other non essentials were also purchased.
As we left the store another Number 1 was at the stop and the kind driver waited for us to cross the road. Gracia!
Back at the Aire we sorted out a few bits of text with the plan to try the hotel internet this evening.
