Today the guys traveled from Diekirch .L to Nemur Belgium 242ks.
Again great weather and another great camp site by a river last night. The river looked inviting in the morning for colin to take a swim. Not as cold as the others, as it was not snow fed. Beautiful country side again. They stopped at a camp that is in the grounds of a huge mansion built in the early 1700s. It clearly was a mansion but wasnt well maintained. Colin went to ask if the resturant was still opened, as he walked in he slipped and grabbed hold of the bar to stop falling flat on his nose! Pooh, what a smell! In the panic of the moment he thought he must have had a little accident, although his pants still felt dry. On closer inspection all was revealed, Colin had actully slipped on a freshly laid Churchill cigar sized dog turd in the middle of the resturant! Yes the resturant was open and they were very keen for customers. Not having any other options they decided to stay. They all chose to eat outside. The menus and tables were grubby and sticky! While they were waiting for their meals the resturantiers little dog appeared. They then realized the little damp spots under their table were a result of the dogs incontinence.The people were freindly, the meal tasted great and the teams immune system had the oppotunity to become a little more developed.