On the Monday of our holiday we decided to have a brief break from our motorsport goings-on and revisited the little town we stayed in for our visit to the Belgian Grand Prix last year - La Roche en Ardenne, a beautiful and friendly little town, but one with a tragic past linked to the Second Word War and the Battle of the Bulge...
Such a pretty place, with houses nestled amongst the trees on the hillside...
and more houses line the river bank...
Pretty little streets...
This is the lovely place we stayed in last year, as the lads were camping, but this year we all stayed together so we couldn't stay here again...
The British (and US flags) still fly as a mark of respect for the many service people who lost their lives liberating the town...
The castle is many hundreds of years old and stands on a natural outcrop of rock...
Climbing the ramparts is rewarded with great views across the town...
Loving the panorama setting on my camera...
Admission was 6 euros and included a falconry display - with condors!
And eagles! Brilliant value! Especially as the condor nearly landed on my head on a fly past!! For some reason that seemed to be a very amusing event for my beloved family...bless them...
The Belgian flag flying proudly...
The ancient walls could certainly tell a tale or two if they could speak I'm sure...
Most of the town was totally destroyed in WW2 but the castle and church escaped relatively unscathed...so difficult now to imagine in this beautiful, quiet, friendly place...
We enjoyed a delicious snack of Belgian frites (which DD and I managed to order entirely in French!) before jumping back in the car to go back to our chalet by the lake...where a delicious meal was cooked by DH, followed up by these fun cow-shaped Milka chocolate biscuits for dessert...
Then it was a reasonably early night as we were on a mission the following day to Germany, firmly back on the motorsport theme - back soon hopefully to explain more!!
Helenxx
