Where'sBertie? He remains in the Stellplatz in Hesel, where this evening someone came and collected the fees.
There's not a lot to say about today. We stayed put not because Hesel is an interesting place, but so that we could have an easy and lazy day without any need to drive or to put thought into where to go next and what to do if our intended night stop didn't work out.
The only activity of the day (unless you count reading, crocheting or doing puzzles as activities) were two outings using the Ostfriesland Wanderweg long distance footpath (which totals 97km with a whole 12m of ascent - it's reet flat around here!) which happens to pass straight through the Stellplatz. This morning we used it as the basis for the outbound leg of a short circular amble. This afternoon we did the same again, but in the opposite direction.
It was entirely unexciting, particularly this afternoon, which saw us on a remarkably straight section of path, lined with trees, and with fields either side. It screamed ex-railway line:
I did observe on these outings, as we came back through the village each time, that if our bricks-and-motar home was transported here (abducted by aliens?), it would fit right in, except for being a bit on the small side.
Ooops
It's not just the UK that houses local libraries in old phone boxes!
Whilst we failed to find anything here to divert us, the place must get a reasonable number of visitors, based on the size and prominence of the Tourist Office. Unfortunately, as we've found previously in Germany, they don't open on a weekend, which surely is when most tourists are around?
There's not a lot to say about today. We stayed put not because Hesel is an interesting place, but so that we could have an easy and lazy day without any need to drive or to put thought into where to go next and what to do if our intended night stop didn't work out.
The only activity of the day (unless you count reading, crocheting or doing puzzles as activities) were two outings using the Ostfriesland Wanderweg long distance footpath (which totals 97km with a whole 12m of ascent - it's reet flat around here!) which happens to pass straight through the Stellplatz. This morning we used it as the basis for the outbound leg of a short circular amble. This afternoon we did the same again, but in the opposite direction.
It was entirely unexciting, particularly this afternoon, which saw us on a remarkably straight section of path, lined with trees, and with fields either side. It screamed ex-railway line:
I did observe on these outings, as we came back through the village each time, that if our bricks-and-motar home was transported here (abducted by aliens?), it would fit right in, except for being a bit on the small side.
Ooops
It's not just the UK that houses local libraries in old phone boxes!
Whilst we failed to find anything here to divert us, the place must get a reasonable number of visitors, based on the size and prominence of the Tourist Office. Unfortunately, as we've found previously in Germany, they don't open on a weekend, which surely is when most tourists are around?
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