Friday, 19 July 2013

5-7Jul 2013 Amsterdam

We have only just finished our full on weekend in Amsterdam. Think Amsterdam, think flat land everywhere (why cycling is so popular), think canals. There are over 100 kilometres of canals and over 1500 bridges, pedestrian and otherwise. There are four main canals in the city, and they were all very busy when we visited. The tourist industry in the summer months means lots of boat hire and party time on the canals, and we were amazed to see so many people drinking and driving on the canals. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Canals_of_Amsterdam  They certainly know how to have a good time.

I have never seen so many push bikes in the city. It is the weekend but there are lots of the things chained up everywhere. Cycle paths are interesting-they are used by cyclists and motorscooters side by side and you HAVE to GIVE WAY or get skittled. Cars and buses have to give way to pedestrians-figure that one out! They are set up alongside pedestrian footpaths, and then of course there is the road system itself, next to that. Add trams in the very busy pedestrian thoroughfares, and it is an interesting mix. I have to say walking beside them you need to be highly aware. 

We undertook an hour long canal ride, we eventually found ourselves having a long wait before entering Anne Frank's hiding place which has undergone a transformation since I last saw it. How the family lived in such a small room for 12 months and could never venture out for fear of being arrested by the SS (which is what eventually happened)-a must visit for any freedom loving tourist. 

We stayed on our red jump on jump off tour bus to get the feel of the place before hitting a couple of museums. We saw their relaxed attitude to those mushrooms and the plethora of coffee shops set up to cater for those wishing to smoke pot legally. We also visited a houseboat museum which was just great. There are so many houseboats of all shapes and sizes on the canals.

We stayed at a decent IBIS hotel near the airport. Not Formula 1 standard though there was a Budget IBIS behind us, both of which are serviced by a free airport shuttle bus. Our room had a TV (very little english programs and dutch sub titles), ensuite, a room safe, and twin beds plus free wifi. 

Our hotel had a bar, restaurant (we didn't use it), free Internet lounge, tourist shop and a lovely lounge area overlooking a large pond in nice gardens. They even have a library exchange, so I swapped my novel for an Alistair Maclain one about terrorists flooding Schiphol airport, the latter of which we could see from the lounge room window-sort of puts it in perspective. Glad the former is only a novel. That famous scottish restaurant is five minutes walking away (Mackas).

I reckon I could revisit the Netherlands but I want to see country windmills, river barges, country homes alongside the canals, dykes etc.  We have had three nights here and all nights got in to the hotel late evening. Naturally we needed our sleep so we got going late morning. But it all worked OK. 

Weather wise, it has been in the mid to late 20s at minimum so we have chosen to maximise the use of shade and trees and we keep out of the sun. Thankfully we took things into our own hands on the bus and kept the windows open rather than wait for the chronically ill aircon to kick in. Like a sauna it was. We have had to buy more water to keep hydrated and of course there are no obvious public facilities around that we could find. Even used a Police station on advice from one of the locals.

As is my practice in life since a young man, I usually say hullo to my favourite dog breeds (after asking the owner if it is ok. I said hullo to one of my favourite dog breeds, the French Bulldog, who was taking its lady for a walk, saw three french bulldogs and a boston terrier. No Boxers seen yet tho!

Monday we were due to catch a flight to Munich around the middle of the day, so we caught the shuttle and had breakfast at the airport after checking in bags etc. Farewell Amsterdam....until next time.

Friday, 5 July 2013

30 JUN-4 JUL 2013 - A SEA SCOUT REUNION

1st Pulau Brani Sea Scouts Reunion 

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pulau_Brani When Jan and I passed through Singapore on our way here in 2011, we took the opportunity to visit Sentosa, the tourist resort. Once upon a time it was called Palau Blakang Mati or island of the dead (now you know why they changed it to Sentosa! Between it and Singapore harbour was a smaller island which was populated by Singapore locals and a British Military Water Transport unit back in 1959 when I was there as a youngster.

The CO of the unit was a friend of my dad and I was asked if I wanted to try my hand at sea scouting, which I did. One of the older kids, Chris Binns (son of the CO) was our Scout Leader at the time. We did lots of water work, semaphore signalling etc and two camps, one east of Johore Bahru, and the other half way up the east coast of Malaysia at a tropical paradise back then anyway, called Palau Tioman. Great time had by all and lots of memories.

Last time Jan and I were out in UK, we tried to arrange a get together but that fell through due to family difficulties and this time we met up with Chris and Prue at their delightful home in Dippertown, a little village of 24 folk near Tavistock in Devon. Also invited was a retired ex member of the scout group at the same time I was on the island. We cannot remember each other but we did have quite a few memories to recall.

Chris and Prue took me to an undercover market in Tavistock which has been in existence for 150 years http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tavistock,_Devon#Market_village_and_shopping_centre.  Nearby, we visited the home of the towns famous son, Sir Frances Drake which is a National Trust property http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Buckland_Abbey.

Unfortunately I need to get back to Abingdon in preparation for the next journey with son Andrew to Amsterdam, Munich, Croatia and Oslo.

More to follow.

Russ




27-30 Jul 2013 ROCHEFORT-LA ROCHELLE-ST NAZAIRE-CHERBOURG

ROCHEFORT

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Falkirk_Wheel  I have always been facinated by engineering and other marvels, and the Falkirk Wheel is one Jan and I visited in Scotland last time I was here.

Having been to the Festival of the Sea some years ago, I decided in the interests of time to visit the Le Pont Transporter (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rochefort,_Charente-Maritime#Sightsinstead of the other maritime places- which is the only one of its kind in the world. 


Imagine the days when there were only carts and animals and pedestrians and you need to cross one side of the decent size river and NO BRIDGES-except this one. The gondola is supended by cables and shuttles across the river. Neat! And who doesn't like different engineering feats.

On the recommendation of the hotel's reception I also took an early morning trip out to Brouage -  http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hiers-Brouage a town dedicated to production of salt (and oyster farms these days) The town later became an armed citadel -there were wars going on between protestant and catholics-glad things have changed. The gates have gone now and it is possible to drive inside, visit the 19 towers on the high ramparts, and visit the tunnels that provided entry to waterborn traffic that kept the townsfolk fed at the time.


La Rochelle


A short trip north to La Rochelle to see two of the three battlement towers in the harbour that were used to protect the city back in the earlier horrific days. Unfortunately parking is at a premium and exceptionally busy as a lot of French cities are-a quick park in front of a pub, rip around the corner, take a few pictures and return to the car. Thence on to St Nazaire a little closer to my Cherbourg objective and on the west Coast also. 

Bucket list item number two and three. I always wanted to see the WW2 submarine pens that the TODT organisation built for the Kriegsmarine. I drove past this gigantic concrete edifice which it turned out was only five minutes walk from my apartment, along with my local Carrimor supermarket. I had a kitchen all to myself in my apartment for the two nights I stayed there, which I found useful. 

If you remember the classic WW2 movie, Das Boot, you may remember the subject submarine pulling into a covered wharf-pen to revittle their submarine-the same facility and still standing. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Das_Boot It is now the site for appropriately a Tourist Bureau.

But one of my reasons for being here was to find a business that hired out Segways to the public and at a time to suit. I travelled north to the seaside town of Carnac and paid for an hour on a Segway and one on one tour given by one of the staff. 


Fantastic stuff. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Segway_PT  The ACT Government has finally allowed a company to run a Segway tour business on the southside of Lake Burley Griffin. Anyway I thoroughly enjoyed my time on this one and also the different types of homes in this part of the world.

But I have to return to St Nazaire, have a bit of a look around before departing for my four hour run back to Cherbourg to catch my ferry back to Portsmouth, where I stay overnight, as the ferry gets in late.

I am travelling to Devon in the morning for a few days with two friends from Sea Scouts from 59-61 period. We haven't actually seen one another since then. Should be wonderful!

Russ




17-26 Jul 2013 HOUSESITTING MONSIOUR ET MADAME

LANDING IN FRANCE

Following Point Du Hoc, where the Rangers landed and with evidence of German occupation with concrete fortifications and heaps of bomb craters around the landscape, |headed down to my accommodation at Arromanches des bains, the site of Port Winston or where the allies built their portable floating port, towed out from the UK. 

Since the debacle at Dieppe, gaining a foothold along the beaches proved problematic until Churchill came up with the idea of dragging a port to Normandy. 18 old ships were sunk as breakwaters and these structures were used to provide much needed war supplies to maintain the allied momentum. There are any number of Museums along the coast from Cherbourg to Dieppe and beyond. This one told the story in detail and with two movies of how it was all done.

After a pleasant sleep and breakfast, I motored south through Tours and Poitiers. I was keen to find out more about the Fallaise Pocket, which is a large valley where the final battle took place for the Allies to control France. 

At Mont Ormel, a hilltop overlooking some beautiful countryside, I found two Polish tanks, a memorial and a museum which remembers this area looking over the Falaisse Pocket of WW2 when the Germans were pushed back and what led to the end of thhe war. I also passed through Tuin and Chambois, both of which were the subject of heavy fighting.

Housesitting

I guess I spent some six hours with side trips getting there but finally arrived for my housesit. I spent a lovely 9 days or so in a place called Clusseau de Pommerae housesitting for a retired English couple. Bill and Celia are a delightful couple, and they offered to let me stay in their two story long house after they returned from their trip which I gladly did.

Two dogs to feed and walk, five cats, all different temperaments etc, and five clucky chooks make my life very pleasant. Peace and quiet, no crowds etc and some great company-just beaut. My French was a bit rusty but a few friendly "bonjours and the odd merci beaucoup?, tres bien" etc when out shopping, touring etc and I was OK.

They are planning an Australia-NZ trip and have invited them to come and stay with us when they are nearby. 

i visited a major town-Niort, famous these days for commercial, financial and insurance interests, and a wonderful food market, located next door to roman castle http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Donjon_de_Niort-see story.

I also visited the Vallee De Singes, a monkey zoo some hour or so from Ecoine. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/La_Vall%C3%A9e_des_Singes This fellow was a few feet away just wandering around.


When Bill and Celia returned from their inter country trip, we decided to visit the town, where history has it that the Jack of Hearts card originated. Apparently Joan de Arc had it named after her head soldier who was supposed to be buried in the town. the local Tourist Bureau there told us the gents body has since been removed to a university grounds. Nonetheless it was a pleasant place to visit.

One of my bucket list items was to use a ride on lawnmower. I introduced a fleet of outfront ride on mowers into service but never got to ride one. Bill's machine worked a treat on his acre or so of lawns. But I have another to tell you about in a further Blog. Anyway, with some new found friends and lots of memories-can I come back sometime? I have to leave this lovely French rural countryside.

Farewell Clusseau de Pommerae

I gave myself three days to get back to Cherbourg, and spent a night in Rochefort, and two in St Nazaire. I did a quick visit to Angouleme, and on to Cognac-Hennessy in this case-where the delightful beverage? is made. 



I couldn't get on a tour at a time that suited and I still had to overnight at Rochefort to go, so continued on, but I would like to do a much slower visit next time.


9-16 JUN 2013 GETTING TO FRANCE

9-16Jun 2013  Off to UK via Korea

Hi-I decided to publish my jottings in this fashion as a record of my comings and goings.
Admin-I have a local UK phone+447425874969 or skype-russmorison or dabblers2@hotmail.com
England is 9 hours difference, France, Germany etc is 8 hours. ie 0900 UK=1800 CBR.

I left from Sydney using Korean Air-they have one of the highest security ratings according to my sources and I did enjoy roughly two trips of 10 hours each; Syd-Inchon Korea, and overnight in Inchon and thence on to Heathrow London. When I arrived on Monday evening Andrew's smiling face was
waiting to greet me. We travelled back to Abingdon and settled in, and on Saturday I caught the bus into London for a Singapore primary school reunion, a stones throw from Trafalgar Square. My how we age-I noticed quite a few recognised their old school chums straight away. Wonderful! 

Next stop France
Jan and I came out to France in 2011 but I got crook at the time and I only had a short time to visit Arromanches then, one of the Normandy beaches, and I also wanted to explore inner France and undertake a housesit in the process. 

Condor Ferries took me to Cherbourg from Portsmouth where I overnight at a lovely B&B as the ferry arrived late afternoon from UK. Following a lovely French breakfast with the hostess and family I drove down to Mare Deglise (where the paratrooper got stuck on the church roof),with a mock up parachute still hangs there as a reminder of that period. With all the worries about terrorism it still surprises me to be able to walk into a military style shop and see AK47s, pistols and other paraphernalia on sale.

Am learning to drive on the right hand side of the road with all that entails and taking it very defensively. I stick to the far right hand lane, and find it amusing when the GPS tells me to take a left but go anti clockwise around the many roundabouts. Looking left to give way is a little more difficult from the drivers side right hand drive auto than a French left hand drive vehicle.

With a population in the order of 65,821,885, I guess they have ample funds from which to build their highways-motorways. The run down to the Normandy beachs and Arromanches, is via the villages rather than the highways, which are like some of the B roads in UK, there are heaps of highways-motorways and it is possible to travel along the side of and through major towns like Poitiers and Tours.

Ecoine Clussais-la-Pommeraie-a rural housesit. Anyway, it took six hours to get here from Cherbourg and at Ecoine Clussais-la-Pommeraie, France, that is the house and part of the hamlet area where I am staying.

Definitely rural and a significant number of UK expats living here, mostly retired. Bill and Celia welcome me warmly and their two dogs, five cats, and five chooks. The highset stone house is at the end of a cul de sac-"le petite boucle" -in this hobby farm rural suburb some 9km from nearest main town of Sauze Vussais (is Sozzy Vozzy the right pronunciation?). SV seems as big as Queanbeyan and has a large SuperU supermarket and a Bunnings equivalent across the road.The town looks poorly to me, stone terraced buildings, narrow roads etc but is normal for towns in the bush.

There is a tunnel like green pathway alongside us which is the start of one of the walking tracks-very nice and green etc tho we have been blessed with lots of rain, wind etc and not hot at all. A hot tub and covered, warm pool at the back of the acre property is inviting and lots of eggs-the girls are doing a good job. 
I do like the peace and quiet, agricultural country and although shopping is a distance, I don't lack for anything. There is Sky TVs, internet etc-but I have watched little and got stuck into a novel instead when I get a chance to sit down.
Will endeavour to go out and explore when it is a little sunnier 
Until then, take care and write or Skype if you have time. 
Russ