17 Oct The little ones play football

Ready for action?

Not quite yet?

Here comes the pass.

How to play football if you haven‘t learned to walk yet.

Ready for action?

Not quite yet?

Here comes the pass.

How to play football if you haven‘t learned to walk yet.

Table football in the library.

Hat for a hot sun.

The ice cream shop.

Gerhild, her small pal and the orange robot.
To Camping Mon Plaisir

Keeping warm on a cool evening – cuddle someone!

Andy Warhol watch out! Kim‘s version of a picture in a nice Hyères café.

Have we been here that long? Maybe it’s time to move on.

Sunset by the seaside.

Kim is just a shadow of himself.
Today we took the bus into Hyères. Kim promptly sat on a wet seat in his shorts. Swimmers!

First stop was a charity shop. No clothes but some nice vintage sunglasses.

Mid-October in the old part of Hyères. Fressly pressed fruit juice listening to Joan Baez on a vintage “vinyl” record from the owner’s vast collection, all original he proudly told us.

A vintage view over Hyères from high up in the very attractive old town.

Knock on this vintage door if you dare.

This is just the street for Kim.

Halloumi, halloumi, halloumi.

Red sky at night, Kim and Gerhild’s delight.

An afternoon stroll along the sentier littoral.

Fantastic tree.

Gerhild and the cork tree. Never seen a cork tree before.

Kim washing up in the communal washing area.

Gerhild was just reading in the sunshine and toasting her toes.

And then along came a little hornet and, cheeky thing, it stung her in her foot!
Today we moved a few km further south to Camping la tour fondue

Our camp site is just behind Gerhild.

Look at the coastline.

This rich person‘s place is right next to the camp site.

Our first taste of banana beer courtesy of Julia. It is apparently an East African speciality.
Today we washed the bed linen and lounged around a bit. An afternoon walk was a bit too up and down over uneven ground so we ended up in some quite wealthy streets with luxury homes high up on the peninsula having expensive views out over the blue, blue sea.

The camp site we chose didn’t exist, so we found a quiet place to camp beside the road in the middle of nowhere with some nice clouds in the morning.

Walk on the beach of Presqu’île de Giens after the long drive.

Linda and Peter’s little house with a huge view.

Gerhild, Peter & Toby in front of the communal washing facilities.

Early morning view from Sillignieu, phew.

Linda harvesting grapes.

We followed the Route Napoléon through the mountains. The poor camper-van did struggle a bit up the steeper bits and the rain spoiled the view until evening came and we stopped for the day.

It was a bit windy today so we decided to stay another day and do the washing instead of heading south. The wind was great for drying the washing, even if you do have to keep an eye out for falling branches. Tomorrow is another day and having a day to clean the camper and repair a few things is quite handy.
Buses are free in Nancy at the weekend! Berlin could take a slice of that.

Now who does this remind you of? Correct, our young Swedish eco hero, Gretha. Off into the battle to save the planet on just one horsepower. It makes a change from long forgotten generals. Joan of Arc is supposed to have been born somewhere around here in Lorraine, but no one really knows. (More)

I have no idea who this brave hero is but he has quite a few friends prancing around the streets of Nancy.

No problem watering this magical garden in the middle of Nancy’s most famous square – Place Stanislas.

Plenty of seating, with or without grass as you please.

Creative folk here in Nancy!

Even the delicious eco-ice-cream from Amorino is flower-shaped.
On the way to Nancy we popped into Colmar to get a SIM card with 150 Gigaoctets of data for €30. We also stopped for a Gerhild sandwich in Kayserberg.

Pretty, but a bit touristy.

Kiss in front of a picturesque house.

Is this really a good likeness of the baker?

Trendy young men.
Walking around Freiburg, or even cycling for that matter, is quite tricky due to the Bächle. If you accidentally step into one, legend says that you will marry someone from Freiburg, maybe even the doctor who has to patch you up afterwards.

Kim dodging the dangers of the Bächle.

Now Gerhild has got the golden box, but what’s in it?

Cheesecake, quite delicious cheesecake from the stand in front of Freiburg’s Minster.
It was sunny today in Germany’s warmest town, Freiburg, so we walked along a pleasant path beside the river Dreisam into Freiburg to meet the Freiburgers.

A mermaid princess who is obviously very proud of her two tails.

Saint George is looking more stylish today.

Your guess is as good as mine about who this is.

A handsome Freiburger prince.

And two fearsome lions to keep our prince safe.
We stopped for some falafel and hallumi in Endingen am Kaiserstuhl with its nice “Altstadt”.

This is St. George slaying his dragon on a local church. I thought it looks like Oliver Cromwell skewering a crocodile but what do I know!

Why don’t architects add details like this to modern buildings?

While I was snapping dragons, Gerhild popped into a charity shop and found this great camping jacket for 6 euros. It was very charitable of them to sell it so cheaply!
Nice campsite in Freiburg.
We bought some delicious cake from the Ripper Konditorei in Fränkisch Grumbach

Julia’s 30th birthday Bavarian gift basket for us.

The birthday girl.

Pizza and election results as the night drew in.
Today was too hot to walk to Billings, so we lazed around until it cooled off a bit. The general election took place in Germany this weekend. Guess what Gerhild voted?

Fischbachtal is just gorgeous.

After a few busy days, today was a day to laze around and message a friend or two and plan our first stop in France – Nancy.

Brand new contemporary artwork from Brittany.

What is going on over there?

Things do grow well in the Odenwald!

Sunshine girls in the forest.

https://www.komoot.de/tour/494758780

Two Odenwald girls discussing recipes for “Himmel & Erde” using pears from the tree. (Wikipedia article)

Look at all of the pears she gave us!

Aaaaark! Pieces of eight, pieces of eight. Captain coming aboard!

We can recommend pitch number A9 here.
We had some sad news today, so we went for a thoughtful walk in the forest where we bumped into a thoughtful stone.

This says “if you see someone who hasn’t got a smile then give them yours.”
The surprising things you can find out in the woods.
Windy goodbye to Edertal.

After Gerhild popped to the baker’s in her pyjamas to buy some cake for later on.

Stopped at Butzbach for lunch.

The sun was blazing in the Odenwald when we arrived. Just right for coffee and Edertal cake.
https://www.nationalpark-kellerwald-edersee.de/de/naturerleben/wandern/blossenbergroute/

Picnic at Christians Eck.

If I pull hard enough, maybe it will straighten up?

Beware of falling flocks!
https://www.nationalpark-kellerwald-edersee.de/de/naturerleben/wandern/daudenbergroute/

Follow the yellow beatle.

Even if you have to clamber now and again.

It’s quite steep here and there.

Quite a magical place this forest!
The baker drove his van onto our parking site and blew his horn. Gerhild jumped into her shoes and bought some fresh bread.

After breakfast we strolled up the road to see the dam which created the Edersee and which most Brits will know if you mention the Dam Busters or Barnes-Wallis and his bouncing bomb.

Nice camp site for the next few days. Campingplatz Am Linge.
Off we go

Overnight stay at
Wohnmobilstellplatz Edertal-Hemfurth
€6 for 24h
Rock music to lull us to sleep

Put your best foot forward

Strange fish in the net today

The museum for old boats

Must knit one of these for my Tigerbike

A small tiramisu ice cream for Kim

Inseparable

Think we’ve got enough rosé?

Say cheese!

Jojakim’s pride and joy – and his boat

Time to go back to the camper
https://www.schloss-gluecksburg.de/


A happy castle and some happy visitors

Best friends can share a hat

Kim and a Danish moose

Yoga it’s not

Hertugbyens Camping – Enough space to play cricket here
Schloss Augustenborg
Search for “Kunstkolonie Augustenborg” too.

Much quieter than peacocks

The princess (Princess Louise Augusta, by Claydies)

This has been chasing us all over the lawn

No need for hairspray with one of these

A real green meanie

Even flowers need a break now & then

Anyone for a swim?

Looks like the green meanie had a real fit of temper here!
Today we went back to Augustiana and had an amazing improvised tour around the old psychiatric hospital by its new owner.

What happens when an artist interferes with the architect’s work

TRANSFORMER – Julie Boserup

Mirror, mirror on the wall, who is …

Crazy carpets – again to annoy the architect

Who would you like to go to the costume ball as?


Just imagine this plant drags itself up by its roots and starts to walk about.

Then it can tell you a story

Or two

About green time and just being a plant.

Now chickens are a completely different story. This one’s called Lisa.

A chequered Gerhild in the garden.

Can you see the dragon?

His highness collected some fantastic trees – like this Caucasian Walnut.

And quite a few MIGHTY oak trees.

Mr. Booth, can you see him at the top, in a thatched boot. (Website)
The Trapholt museum website https://trapholt.dk/en/

A comfy chair? (Nanna Kill – flesh chair)

The world famous Arne Jacobsen at work.

Some of his work.

In the sculpture garden. Lars Raven – White Rabbit.



Embroidery about the referendum to be German or Danish in 1920 produced by lots of locals.


Which is cooler, the cat or the cow?
Not arm waving 👋, but art waving 🍭!