We had sent an email to Claire and Bernard a couple of weeks ago, saying that we would be in Belgium for a few weeks and we would love to catch up with them for a coffee and to meet them in person. To cut a long story short we ended up by staying with them for two nights. It was fantastic to meet the family Jade had spent a year of her life with. They are a very nice family.
Grislart-Carlier family - Jade's host family for her AFS year student exchange in 2009.
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| Delwyn, Murray, Elsa, Claire, Bernard, Juliane and Alix |
Claire and the three girls, Elsa, Julianne and Alix picked us up from the Andenne train station and after a lot of warm greetings, we drove back to their home to meet Bernard. We had of course seen plenty of pictures of the family and their home and surrounds, but it was so nice to see it for ourselves. Jade had often said that Claire was a very good cook and she was right. We sat down to a delicious Belgium meal of special cheese tarts, Rabbit with cherries, mashed potato followed by a dessert of Belgium 'tiramisu' made with Speculoos biscuits. All of it absolutely yummy!
The next day we were lucky enough to spend together. First trip was a little walk around the corner to see Alix's school and the bus stop for the older girls. So close. Next stop was to to be a visit to the school that Jade attended and then a walk into Andenne. It was a smallish place, but it did seems to have a few shops and of course a town square.
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| Alix outside her school |
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| The family home. |
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| Main street in Andenne. |
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| The school that Jade attended, also the Elsa and Juliane go to. |
Then we drove with two cars to explore a little of the Ardenne region. After poor Alix being car sick, and a bit of a clean up required, we arrived at a place called "Hautes Fagnes". It was a very special area, quite flat, a marshland sitting at 694 m which makes it the highest point in Belgium. It had a wooden walkway winding through it, and we were advised to stick to the paths or be gobbled up in the peat swamp. It was really beautiful, and would be nice in winter with the snow too. We did see remains of some snow that had fallen a couple of days before - perhaps the same time as we had it in Brussels. Bernard is taking part in the Oxfam walk next year which goes through this area too. To polish off our nice morning walk we went into the restaurant and enjoyed a meal together.
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| On our way to Hautes Fagnes. |
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| At the start of the walk |
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| Along the boardwalk |
After a bit of a jiggle with bodies in cars we headed off again. Claire and Alix in one direction and the rest of us to Spa- Francorchamps to see the famous Spa race circuit. The gates were closed unfortunately so we walked along the track a bit, and could see the track between the trees, we watched the Audi's training race for awhile and then headed back to the car. On the way we noticed that there was a gap at the bottom of the gate, so we all straddled a big puddle and climbed through for a closer look. We managed to get quite a way over and saw them coming around a corner and got a good view of the track. It would be so cool on race day.



We then headed on and met the girls at Stavelot where Bernard grew up. Bernard, Murray, Elsa and Alix went to the museum full of racing cars and bikes which had raced on the Spa track that we had just visited. There was also a photo and a write up about Bruce McLaren a kiwi formula one driver. Claire, Julianne and myself went for a walk around the village. It was a pretty place with cobbled streets and old style houses and these white hooded heads and masks strung up everywhere. They were for some kind of festival they had just had. We popped our heads in for a look at the local church and then wandered back down toward the museum. Then caught up with the others again and jumped in the car and headed off again.
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| The remains of an old church, outside the Museum. |
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| The cobbled streets of Stavelot. |
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Blanc - Moussi for the annual carnival.
A tradition whereby the monks were encouraged to participate in the carnival, with the other Stavelotians, until around the 1490's when they were forbidden. So they then came up with the idea of going in disguise and the "Blanc-Moussi" or clad in white was born. Today they carry huge balloons made out of a pigs bladder and fill them with confetti to hit the bystanders. Also write messages about people and stick them to the walls of their houses. |
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| Very pretty buildings. |
Durbuy, known as the smallest town of earth, was a beautiful village by dusk and I am sure it would be by day. Narrow streets edged with high rock walls, that lead to the old stone houses that date back to the 17th century. Flower pots and baskets and lantern lights and interesting shop windows. First stop had to be to try Belgium pancakes, yes we can safely say they were yummy. Then we wandered around a bit, and Elsa tried on some boots, and we walked through the restaurant part of town and were going to try to walk past the castle, but it was closed. So our day came to an end. But what a day it had been, so many new things to look at and with great company.
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| Durbuy at dusk |
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| Beautiful Juliane |
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| She's full of beans. |
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| Me with the girls |
What a wonderful day we had, thank you everyone for making our quick visit so enjoyable. The next morning we were heading for Paris with the early 6.35am train. Bernard and Claire got up and kindly drove us to the station. We hope to see them in NZ one day.