Ypres or Ieper in local lingo. Linda's Grandad always called it Wipers when he served out here in WW1. The Tommies had there own names for many of the places out here, Pluegsteert became Plug Street.
Went to the Plug Street memorial, had lovely lions there and a memorial to the Anzac & Canadians. Its interesting that we must have looked at thousands of names on these memorials - not one Tankard or Bainbridge, good few Spooners tho'.
Went on to Sanctuary Wood that was the scene of a big battle and there is now a museum with original trenches. I couldn't get Lin to go into the unlit, wet tunnels, wonder why? Rats anyone. The museum had a collection of stereoscopic viewers with original gruesome photos. Faces blown off, dead everywhere.
Moved on to Hooge Crater for a really nice lunch, home made pate, cheese and lager followed by the museum and a visit to recreated British & German trenches. This was the battle where gas was used for the first time. The French colonial troops panicked & fled but a Canadian officer realised what it was and got the troops to piss on their handkerchiefs and breath though them - it worked.
Went to Vancouver Corner where the guy who came second in the Vimy Memorial competition designed this "brooding soldier" that is duplicated at a number of other sites.
Tyne Cot cemetery, one of the largest in the world. It has a number of German bunkers on the site which the authorities tried to blow up but failed. Instead that built a crucifix monument on top to hide it.
Went into Ypres for dinner - stewed eels, mash & liquor, yum. Followed by the ceremony at the Menin Gate, where we watched the bands march, buglers play the last post and wreath laying. It was quite emotional.
Late to bed, up early 5:30 to catch the 11am ferry. Changed coach drivers, cocked up the paperwork, late through security & customs - missed the ferry. Told the next one was full, but luckily got on. Good crossing, excellent duty free 2 litres for £25. The coach has to go to Folkstone Services where all the passengers have to change to board their coaches to take them home. Because we were the last coach in, every other coach was waiting for us, fully loaded with fed up passengers. We rushed to our coach, found the last couple of seats, apologised to everyone & set off. 10 minutes later the driver gets a phone call - we had left someone behind. Back we go pick him up and set off again.

























































