Where's Bertie? He's still sitting in the Stellplatz at Feuchtwangen.
Weather: A few clouds bubbled up mid-afternoon, but then dissipated again. Silly-hot.
Last evening an old, converted Royal Mail van pulled into the pitch next to us. It's occupants, a young couple called Ellie and Bert, converted it themselves and 10 days ago set off for an adventure that is going to last either a year or until the van irretrievably dies. I do hope it's the former.
We chatted to them as the light started to fade out of the day and as it did so the temperature dropped quickly. Assisted by setting up the fan in front of one of our open windows, we hit the magic 'under 30 degrees' before 10pm - hours earlier than expected.
It was another early morning, which shouldn't have involved a run for me, but Mick was heading out so I went along too.
Our route didn't take us along a river today, but we did find ponds.
Wanting to cram everything in before the day got too hot, after breakfast, we went to see the sights. Feuchtwangen is another attractive Romantic Road old town with a compact centre - which was perfect for today. It didn't take us long to see all the points of interest on the tour leaflet, following which we went down a couple of back streets where we found that you don't have to stray far from the market square to find that everywhere isn't as pristine as the main streets would have you believe.
The Market Square. After walking around the town we sat on a shady bench not far up a side road and observed that every single building we could see was unique, historic and interesting.
The most interesting building we saw - originally a produce warehouse.
By lunchtime Bertie was sharing the Stellplatz with just one other van, and surprisingly that's still the case at half past seven. It was full last night. Perhaps everyone else wisely decided to find some trees under which to park today?
In the absence of trees, we spent the afternoon feeling like we were melting and at 1700 on the dot we were on our way to the swimming pool. Oh what relief! The temperature in the main pool is absolutely perfect and I was happy, after a short swim, to just sit on the side, legs in the water, feeling the breeze.
We've apparently only got one more day of temperatures this high. Hopefully we can find some trees to hide under tomorrow to make it more bearable.
The upside to the heat: the clothes I hand washed this afternoon dried in a couple of hours and that was with just a 'squeeze' rather than a 'wring'.
Not fountain of the day, although it did have merit, as fountains go
Definitely not fountain of the day, but a rare shot of me posing. (I wouldn't even have classed this as a fountain, but it was a point of interest on the town tour and the town thinks it merits that description).
This one! That's fountain of the day.
Weather: A few clouds bubbled up mid-afternoon, but then dissipated again. Silly-hot.
Last evening an old, converted Royal Mail van pulled into the pitch next to us. It's occupants, a young couple called Ellie and Bert, converted it themselves and 10 days ago set off for an adventure that is going to last either a year or until the van irretrievably dies. I do hope it's the former.
We chatted to them as the light started to fade out of the day and as it did so the temperature dropped quickly. Assisted by setting up the fan in front of one of our open windows, we hit the magic 'under 30 degrees' before 10pm - hours earlier than expected.
It was another early morning, which shouldn't have involved a run for me, but Mick was heading out so I went along too.
Wanting to cram everything in before the day got too hot, after breakfast, we went to see the sights. Feuchtwangen is another attractive Romantic Road old town with a compact centre - which was perfect for today. It didn't take us long to see all the points of interest on the tour leaflet, following which we went down a couple of back streets where we found that you don't have to stray far from the market square to find that everywhere isn't as pristine as the main streets would have you believe.
By lunchtime Bertie was sharing the Stellplatz with just one other van, and surprisingly that's still the case at half past seven. It was full last night. Perhaps everyone else wisely decided to find some trees under which to park today?
In the absence of trees, we spent the afternoon feeling like we were melting and at 1700 on the dot we were on our way to the swimming pool. Oh what relief! The temperature in the main pool is absolutely perfect and I was happy, after a short swim, to just sit on the side, legs in the water, feeling the breeze.
We've apparently only got one more day of temperatures this high. Hopefully we can find some trees to hide under tomorrow to make it more bearable.
The upside to the heat: the clothes I hand washed this afternoon dried in a couple of hours and that was with just a 'squeeze' rather than a 'wring'.
Fountain number 1: I think they say in the business world "value added." I guess you are wearing your Tilley? Mine is now looking satisfyingly distressed with contours of white sweat marks surrounding and it has become quite stiffened - I may give it a wash sometime. I do find I need to use the chinstrap if there is any wind, but whatever, it is now becoming a part of me.
ReplyDeleteDo you reckon the planning meeting (back in 1727) went something like this:
DeleteWe need a fountain.
We need a tall statuesque fountain!
We need to enclose it in decorative bronze panels!
Flowers! We need flowers! It'll be too ordinary a fountain without flowers!
I'm mainly wearing a baseball cap around towns, unless I know I'm going to be out in constant sunshine for a prolonged time. When I do wear my Tilley, I don't have a problem with it threatening to come adrift unless the wind is really blowing. It sounds like you may have selected a size a touch too large?
Sorry I meant fountain number two hence the link to the Tilley, although I had a chuckle at your reply. The Tilley is a good fit, in fact tighter rather than slacker but the large brim seems to act like a sail. I have put contact details inside in case somebody may feel obliged to return it from distant parts some day.
DeleteAh yes, Fountain No. 2 did need a little extra something. It must have been a far less interesting planning meeting for that one!
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