Black Forest
I forgot the Black Forest part of the journey ... perhaps it is that we covered so much ground in so few days. We travelled from the lowlands of Belgium up into the Ardennes and on through a little of France, Germany and the Netherlands in 30+o celsius heat, with the temperature staying that high until our return to Belgium last night ... it doesn't make for clear-minded thinking. The Black Forest reminded me of New Zealand in places. We had our local guide and he drove the back roads where ever possible, creating some interesting map-reading moments with ML and I observing as he and Al discussed possible routes and destinations. Kindly put, I'm directionally challenged ... less kindly put and I'm hopeless. Rome alone was the only place I have ever successfully followed maps. It's better that I observe as people get cross when I 'help'. The Black Forest was the place where ML and Al discovered they can't stand lard and bacon on bread ... a hilarious photo opportunity missed. (Note: lard can take on the appearance of some kind of exotic cheese pre-purchase). We detoured out of the forest early, in pursuit of ML's dream of visiting the Heidelberg ... first seen in 'The Student Prince'. Off to Amsterdam today ...