Wanderings in…

Ypres, Belgium

featured Got some wannabe ghetto folks camping next to us who are actually 18 year old white French boys - had to tell them to shut up last night as everyone was silent except them screaming with laughter drunk at 11:30-12 -> Darn kids!!!

Headed out to the In Flanders Fields Museum in Ypres, took around an hour to get there. Had to phone Ben's parents to see if we were actually in the right place (it was the middle of quite a pretty town) and to also translate the word 'Betalend' for us (it means 'to pay'). After some debate about parking spaces and lack of change to pay, we found a spot near the local school.

Had a wander around the town before we went into the museum. There were many tempting cafés!

The museum ticket cost us €5 each as we fitted the 19-25 category (the perks of being slightly younger) and we were given wifi wristbands to wear, which allowed for interactions within the exhibitions/entrance. On the first wifi screen it asked for your first name, name, country, and county. Being the cutie that he is, Benjamin had a new full name: Ben Ben.

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There were huge projectors, maps and many items on display from WW1 including uniforms, weapons and letters home. It was all very well put together and could easily grip all ages, especially with the use of the wifi bracelets. They brought up profiles of people from WW1 from around the area you lived - giving you that extra connection with one exhibition. It was very moving. Once finished we bought Ben's grandad a postcard (he loves things about the war) and ourselves.

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From the museum we went to the Menin Gate: A war memorial to the missing British and commonwealth soldiers. It was bigger than was expected - the names were in lists down every stone slab and continued all the way around the gate. We found the Cheshire regiment as we made our way up the stairs on to a grass park area where a small model of the gate resided. It was a very classy, tasteful way to remember our fallen.

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Before we went back to camp we visited the Tyne Cot cemetery, a beautiful and peaceful resting place amongst the countryside of Western Flanders.

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