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Discussion in 'Ride Reports - Epic Rides' started by young1, Apr 17, 2014.
Nice, only a Baldrick (Black Adder) fan would have picked that up
Welcome in Europe Mike
you know there are a bed and some beer for you in the near of Munich
The "plat du jour" or daily special is often a very good deal in cafe's or bistros. One of the things I enjoy about France is participating in what I call "courtesy rituals." For example, in a shop or a petro station/mini mart you may see a tray or small plate on the counter. If, so, place your money on the tray instead of handing it to the cashier directly. They will take up your money, and put the change on the tray for you to take. In large supermarkets, however, I have found that a direct hand to hand transfer is the norm. Expect to be greeted in any shop or store you enter, so get into a regular habit of saying "Bonjour" to just about every one you meet! Even if you lack confidence in French, I recommend trying to use it as I have found that people appreciate any well-meaning attempt I make to speak their language, and that once I have shown my respect thus, they will often switch to English to make things easier. Just my 2 pence based on my experience. Have a wonderful trip! I'll be following in spirit!
I know a smattering of French and have been saying bonjour, merci beaucoup, tre bien, Bon nui (all possibly spelt wrong here but you get the idea).
Where I am staying tonight the woman knows a wee bit more English than I do French. At times I feel like I am in an episode of Allo Allo, but with lots of charade moves etc. but we get there. It is part of the excitement and learning with travel.
After many kilometres in motorways today it was a delight to ride the little lanes between here and Ypres tonight.
Thank you Blader
Thanks Andreas, would be great to catch up and as I get closer to Germany in, wow, almost 3 months time I will try and head your way. I will build up a thirst just in case
And he's rolling!
All the best for your travels mate. I look forward to following your progress so keep the updates coming
Whoo Hoo, Take care mate, not as easy on the other side of the road is it. Even walking across the road can be tricky. :eek1
You are telling me, on the little lanes around here I keep saying keep right, it just seems so unnatural.
After lunch yesterday there were a couple of bucket list places I wanted to go. On the way out of Calais I thought it quite apt to see a wild poppy growing so close to Flanders.
Next stop Dunkirk where I stood by the memorial, to take this photo
It was very windy yesterday afternoon, not too nice. However I arrived in Bailloul, delightful little town near border with Belgium. This is the bnb I am in, sure beats a modern hotel!
Then I headed to Ypres for the 8pm Menin Gate ceremony, quite moving seeing the thousands of names on the memorial. This is people leaving at the end.
And finally the delightful roads to ride on between here and Belgium.
To Le Havre today with a few detours on the way.
Damn that last shot looks like such a nice road to ride.
Welcome to France !
That's funny : As soon as arrived, you managed to find an endangered species : the French Communist Party (PCF).
It's true that northern France used to be its natural settlement...
Up to lunchtime great riding through small villages, bush areas etc. At lunchtime the rain set in so I changed the GPS setting to fastest route and spent time on the motorway.
I did learn some valuable lessons;
Sitting on a bike seat in France with a wet ass feels the same as in NZ.
3 hours in the rain is a good test of waterproofing
Not all of my jacket pockets are waterproof
Wet / soggy toll "tickets" from the toll booth can not be read by the automatic reader at the motorway exit
It is hard to hear a Frenchman through the intercom try and speak English with a helmet and air plugs in.
The fuel light will come on just as you pass an exit for fuel
While paging through the GPS options to find closest fuel, you will miss the turning for the next one!
French women are very understanding when it comes to having wet riding gear hanging around the house
Any way to the photos
I went past quite a few war cemeteries today, this was at Caestre
Morning coffee and toilet stop (across the road where that chap is heading). Like NZ people are far friendlier in small bars, horse gambling type places. I "chatted" to the locals while I had my coffee.
My first toll booth, about to experience the wet toll booth ticket problem...
Subscribed have a safe and fantastic adventure you guys. Loving the pics already
A separate post for these photos. In 1942 my dad, a Lieutenant in the British Parachute Regiment, took part in a raid on occupied France. The object was to attack a German radar station and steal key parts for the English scientists to examine.
While planning my route to pick Leanne up in Portugal I thought it would be nice to go to the French town, Bruneval, where the raid took place. I found out then that there is a memorial to Operation Biting.
The view walking to the memorial
Here is a poppy that one of our family wore to the New Zealand ANZAC day celebration on 25.4.14, placed alongside my dad's name (the last name)
I just read about Operation Biting on Wiki : https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Operation_Biting
Congratulations for the bravery of your father.
We, as Frenchmen, owe a lot to this kind of brave men.
Hey Mike good to hear you're travelling. Looking forward to your updates esp Morocco. If Phil can't make it as your emg mechanic there I'm sure I can fill in.
What are you taking your pictures with? Sorry to be critical but with such an awesome trip coming up you should really get a good camera - your warehouse phone isn't doing it justice
Ride safe bro
Thanks for the offer Padmei, I will keep it in mind
I have sent you a PM re the camera (are my settings wrong...)
Big dude, pink helmet ? Scary! When in Southern Spain look up my friends Hana and Patrick of http://www.motoadventours.com. They'll tell you everything you need to know about Morocco.
Thank you Erik, I was in touch with Hana early on and she is a LinkedIn contact. We are staying with a tent space inmate in Lisbon, by chance he also takes tours to Morocco so we have had, and will get more, advice from him.
And yes that helmet was scary, maybe he was colour blind and his mates were playing tricks!
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