Short Camping in the Ardennes
Rochefort Travel Blog› entry 113 of 144 › view all entries
May 2nd, 2007 – by: maplefanta
We arrived in Jemelle train station, obviously there was no bus again and we definitely didn't know anything of the area. We simply lift our thumb at the first car passing by while we were at the bus stop at the train station and the car stopped. We asked about Rochefort, and the guy gladly offered to bring us there. It was about 6km away.
We tried to locate the camping of Rochefort, which look more partly like a construction site and partly like a mobile home parking.
The driver went to ask to some people who were in their caravan and they told to simply take a free spot for the night, there was already also a dutch camping car stopped there. We said thanks and goodbye and started mounting the tent and moved in.
We prepared ourselves to sleep and get comfortable.
And I had only bermudas on. So we hug close and tried to keep ourselves warm.
We woke up early, as basically we froze all night and only got some sleep when the sun started to warm the tent up and we could as well use our time together too in the tent. That was nicely nice ;)
Though we got up just on time as we heard a car coming and talking to the neighbour asking who was this tent. We got our clothes on and started packing and introduced ourselves when we came out. They simply said that it was ok as we stayed only for the night.
So we talked some more with the people from the caravan and they gave us a coffee (which I tried to drink most, to be polite as I don't like coffee).
We also tried to wash ourselves with the water pump without being seen, only to find out later that there was some shower somewhere.
Then we walked all the way to Rochefort itself, first grabbing some croissant then some fries and eating them in town beneath the sun and discussing about us.
We walked this tiny town and finally ended up relaxing by the river sunbathing a little and catching some sleep.
Later, Nadine had a bit enough and the day was still early so we decided to move away and hitched further.
Someone took us all the way to where he was going, to Beauraing.
So we spent some time in this other tiny town by the french border relaxing in a field and doing some open air activity, having a snack again and decided to leave further. There was only a train per 2 hours so we did hitch-hike further then.
Beauraing was especially known as a pilgrim centre (where Maria would have been witnessed), but actually we didn't pay any more attention to these things.
I was getting a bit tired and also annoyed that I was basically wearing the same clothes since London, but the trip was still going wonderfully and I had a great positive time being on the road with Nadine!
It took us 2 cars to hitch all the way from Beauraing to Dinant, but the landscape was amazing on the way and it was like a relaxed road trip. Which reminded me pretty much of what I like to do: taking the car and roaming the countryside.
We only had 20 minutes before the train to Brussels once in Dinant but the city is so tiny we took fries and something to drink and had a fast glimpse at the main landmark of the city. Then we were back in the train direction Brussels.
Ingrid wasn't there tonight, so Nadine came with me and stayed over for the night.
We had a lovely day together, but then by the night Nadine started acting odd and distant. We slept together but it wasn't anymore such a warm feeling.
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