Wednesday, August 11, 2010

Four Days

With two weeks of annual leave remaining in September ear marked (at least in part) to explore the fabulous mountains of Arcadia Greece on two wheels, a GS motorcycle deployed in Germany, and a newly acquired bike trailer in Cheshire that should allow rapid blitzkrieg movement to the Southern Balkans, some rapid trip planning had become necessary to move the trailer to Brussels for a handover to Mrs Nikos. And then I noticed that Ted Simon, the father of write two books having ridden a motorcycle around the world slowly twice without a TV support crew and a farting companion,  was to give a talk at the Transport Museum in Coventry. For the avoidance of doubt this is a blog post concerning a four day round road and ferry trip from Cheshire to Brussels in Belgium and any similarity to reality is purely illusory and without foundation. No K75s were harmed during this trip but there was a fair bit of naughty waffle eating. 

Coventry - The statue of the legendary Frank Whittle who in a shack in Leamington Spa developed a crude form of gas turbine jet engine despite the hindrance of the UK Government that forced Frank to publish the idea in Flight magazine that effectively gave BMW practical details.
Jupiter - Ted Simon's Triumph following the inservice development of 40,000 miles - see route map on rear panier.

Not a wax works  - Ted Simon signing previously sold and mostly tatty copies of his books.

£20 worth of fish and chips - but the Norfolk Lines waitress (kelnerka ) was pleasant enough.
Where our VAT goes part 1 - an intriguing and GPS defying inner Brussels tunneled ring road.
Everywhere I trod Euro Cobblers had been there before me.
Where our VAT goes part 2 - the European parliament building in Brussels - part of the gargantuan administration that tells us what curvature is allowed on our pork sausages.
Initially I did not notice the "fries" part of the notice and assumed that this was evidence of the long standing language feud  in mainly Walloon speaking Belgium.
How strange to hear Carmen sung in Walloon with Flemish sub titles.

 A conservatory factory outlet  in the old city??
Dunkirk ferry port floating observation salon, tea room and shopping arcade.
Mrs Nikos advised that Niederbayern is near Austria and therefore my ferry queue fraternisation  with this HOG outing was to be avoided at all costs.
The painters are in but having a tea break.  Arrivaderci Norfolk Lines - Guten Tag or should it be Hej DFDS Seaways.
The traditional Sunday evening English recreational activity of crossing the River Thames.  Bikes go free by the way but these guys should have been in the left hand lanes.
Almost back in Cheshire - it's so nice to meander along England's byways at a constant 49.5 mph.

8 comments:

  1. Not to be picky (well, not very much, not by my standards anyway), but Carmen may have been sung in Walloon but the subtitles were in Flemish. There is a sort of English & Scottish thing there where the Flemish believe they pay all the taxes so the Walloons can live off benefits. It's probably no more true in Belgium than in the UK, but the belief is very widely held.

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  2. MarkE
    Many thanks for pointing out my unforgivable blunder and you will see that a correction has been made.
    Best wishes, N

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  3. And where are the naughty waffle pictures? Of course, I am assuming waffles translate to American English as similar to pancakes, just with lots of divots for holding butter and syrup. :-)

    I am definitely going to have to look up this subterranean Brussels ring road... Quite interesting. When was the last recorded earthquake in Brussels?

    Looking forward to adventures from Greece!

    -Lori

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  4. Hi Lori

    In deference to Jack Riepe's crusade against carbohydrates and cholesterol and all that stuff I did not post any naughty waffle pictures. BTW, there are 2 sorts available - "Brussels" and "Liège" - the latter having built in crispy sugar shards of extreme naughtiness.

    Nothing exciting happens in Belgium so I doubt whether they ever had a tremor.

    Best wishes from England, N

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  5. Nikos:

    It's much less stress looking at a photo of waffles, then trying to conjure up an image of waffles, loaded up with butter and syrup, sprinkled with icing sugar and perhaps a dolop of whipping cream. we have to show Jack rIEPE what he is missing.

    I presume that those bikers don't realize they should be in the left lane. they are probably from out of town


    bob
    Wet Coast Scootin

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  6. Dear Nikos:

    I thought a "Waffle" was a kind of topless dancer. I have heard the term "Walloon" before, but I always thought it referred to a marsupial in Australia.

    Your line about the EU/EC's primary mission — "To set and monitor the degree of curve in pork sausages" — was nothing short of hysterical.

    Mrs. Nikos not withstanding, I expected to see you rise to the occasion and help jump-start that Harley on the boat ramp. And where are the pictures of your K-75? I want to see how the right-hand mirror turned out.

    Fondest regards,
    Jack • reep • Toad
    Twisted Roads

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  7. Jack

    I was not in Hooters trying to order waffles where such a misunderstanding could easily happen.

    Best wishes and thanks for asking after my mirror, N

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  8. If I'm not mistaken there was an exciting day in September 1928, when nine months later Audrey Hepburn was born. Now there's a thing, can we name five famous Belgiums (and Plastic Bertrum does not count)

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