“The further back I look, the further
forward I see.” Winston Churchill
Carol writes: We found a
great campground with all the bells and whistles that we needed that was just a
short bus ride from the heart of the historic area in lovely Bruges. It was a beautiful sunny day for laundry and we
had been keeping a pretty hectic pace for the past week and so, by mutual
agreement, we made the first day in Bruges a day for chores. The first lesson I learned was that 3 loads
of laundry in the Wonder Wash is one
load too many for the drying rack. As
expected, we got lots of strange looks as we cranked away on the wash tub;
however, we were the ones with clean clothes and linens in the end, so I will
accept strange looks as part of laundry days.
We have quickly
learned how to figure out general bus routes and schedules and where to obtain basic
information to get started in a new city.
Most cities have a great tourist information kiosk, and these can be
found on maps or by looking for the building in a central area with a sign that
has a lower case “i.”
As we
started out the next day on our walking tour of Bruges, we hadn’t progressed
very far in this fascinating medieval city before we began to understand how
special and quaint Bruges was. Our
walking tour took us into lovely Saint Savior’s Cathedral, Bruges’ oldest
parish church,
past Town Hall,
a Gothic treasure which became a model
for successive town halls,
into the enchanting Markt Square,
into the enchanting Markt Square,
We had lunch
in Jan van Eyckplein, an historic former merchant plaza, and thoroughly enjoyed
a wonderful conversation with a couple who had just driven in from the UK via
the Chunnel. Practically every person we
have met from the UK is delighted to learn that we plan to spend the summer in
their country, and they have provided us with a wealth of tips for our planned summer
visit. This couple was more than
generous! Like everyone we talk to, this
couple had their own favorite town or attraction that we ‘must not miss’, so we
took notes or, frequently, our “informal tourist guides” drew a rudimentary map
and provided correct spelling for the topic of discussion.
After lunch
our walk took us over 700-year-old St. Augustine Bridge, where merchants in the
Middle Ages displayed their wares on its stone seats,
past the
most frequently photographed spot in Bruges,
Our walk
through Bruges pleased us in every way.
The less travelled cobbled alleys truly catapulted us straight back into
the Middle Ages.
Al had read
about a wonderful medieval castle called Gravensteen in nearby Ghent, so we
decided to stay in our gourmet campground an extra day and go for the
experience of a short train ride to Ghent the next day. One brief mention about local trains—clean,
efficient, and on-time!
Gravensteen,
the Castle of the Counts, was a very impressive medieval fortress that took us
back in time with an excellent self-guided tour that explained its history
dating back to the 12th century.
Al has
mentioned that we do stand out somewhat in campgrounds because of our unique RV
model with its “snazzy colors” and strange Colorado license plates. One night we were visited by a couple who
live in a house near the campground. For
entertaining nightly walks they said they like to stroll through the campground
and strike up conversations. We invited
them into our RV for a “tour,” and when we brought out our map of Europe, they proceeded
to provide us with a wealth of travel tips.
In a slightly different vein, I thoroughly enjoyed talking to two
relatively young adult cousins from the UK who were in Belgium for a bachelor
party. Their youthful exuberance and curious
questions about our adventure served up some enjoyable give and take, with no
language barriers. I had to laugh
because the woman said she knew we were from the US because of our “American
accent,” all the while I was thinking that I could listen to her “British
accent” for hours, as it was so pleasing to my American ears.
“Never let your schoolin’ interfere
with your education.” Mark Twain
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