Of course we have seen big differences in the few countries we have visited, but it's also the little ones. The variances in social norms, the regional specific "aussie burger" (not that we've tried), taboos, even the toiliets are little different.
We spent a day in the francaphone city of Liege in northern belgium. Lika and Beth tourned the local wares at the shopping mall, whilst Paul, Jerome, and I toured the citadel, churches, and a magnificent view of the city, which is nicely encapsulated within a valley. I must try and attain some photo's from Paul.
Afterwards another sensational dinner, we had tea, coffee, and apricot pie with my tante rosa (Dad's autie), who had visited australia three times in the 80's and 90's and we stayed with for 3 weeks 15 years ago.
Another day at the shop in Den Bosch for Beth and Floor was enjoyed by her partner and I touring the local sites. A 1930's and 40's defensive fort against the Germans. Undescribable huge. Litterally built over several square kilometers 30 - 50m under a mountain. A crude description of it's size states that it takes 20 minutes to run from one end to the other. 800 Belgians holding the fort against a WWI style attack wered defeated by an German troupe of 80 landing with glyders using WWII weapons.
I'm butchering the Dutch language trying to speak to those with little English, but I seem to get the point accross.
We have taken the odd ride Dutch style through very pretty country side, barely using the road.
Although the weather at Eijsden has been 20 - 24 since arrival, today we are in Utrecht with fog, rain, and wind :(
Monday, 24 September 2007
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