In this edition.... trips to france, cheese, sleeping in ditches and walking tough dope fields.

Whatq crazy week or so i has been. After spending a wonderful afternoon in Regensburg with Georg i jumped on the midnight train to Paris. I had the fortune of sharing a cabin with a group of yagermeister swilling hippy americans. They were harless enough i guess and were kind enought put p with the smell when i took my boots off! I arrived to find my jet lagged mother sleeping true hobo style in the train station. What suprised me more was the blokes in army kit walking around. I thought i had arrived in Bahgdad wheni saw three blokes with assult rifles wandering around the platform- apprently its normal! Add to this the fighter jets that were flying low above us for mch of the hike and you start to wonder about the place!

I learnt a few other things about France too. First rule- nothing happens on a sunday. So in a town with 5 hotels- none of them will be open.



The view from our hotel- yes that is the road from underneath the rose bushes that we slept under!


Second the make some damn fine cheese. In a toen called Chource we had the local speciality which is some kind of soft cheese. It was like the biscuits and the cheese all in one! Our diiner that nightconsisted of said cheese on top of Carmens muselie bars- bon appetite.

On our way down to tonnere i came across a strange site. I thought mmmm 'that kinda look lke a dope plant' 'Oh that is a dope plant' 'Oh that is a field of the things' Alas it was only hemp but was good for the smell at least.

A day in Paris ( which was mnore than enough). I think i may have appreciated it less due to having walked for the previous 8 days but the hoards of American and Aussie tourists was a bit f a turn off. The que for Notre damn was about 200m long! Hence i didnt bother to go in!


And lastly i learnt about strage pictures in French Churches. This one was my fave. What i want to know is why is the bloke about to get his tesitcles cut off with a sword???? Thats a bit harsh even by biblical standards.


And since when did the 12 apostles ( i assume thats what these blokes are meant to be) take on the look of the seven dwarves????

Now i am back in Germany, first in Leipzing and then back to Regensburg to pick up the bike and start the journy! Giddy up!