| Monday May 22 2006 |
Pipes-a-tomtom!!
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Aaaahhh...the weekend...to the Ardennes with Peter and Evert-Jan for the annual Belgian pipers-club. All round jollyness commenced when Evert-Jan and me picked up Peter and he installed his TOMTOM system into Evert-Jans car. Great thing that...her name is Eva and she's all-knowing. You barely have to steer the car...that is..if you punch in the correct name of the place you want to go to. La Roche it was, in Belgium. Great...we escaped the serious traffic-jams...fine...stopped a few times...still fine. When after a while we started to realize the journey was taking a bit longer than expected, Eva suddenly said: "In 300 metres, you will have reached your destination." Er...where? Looking around we found ourselves on a crossroad between a field and a buiding site. You know the kind of crossroad where musicians come to sell their soul to the devil in exchange for extraordinairy musical talent. Hmmm...no lack of extraordinary talent here...just lack of beer. So we asked Eva where she got the notion that we had arrived. Peter blinked some buttons and to our shame, discovered we were supposed to have told Eva to go to La Roche EN ARDENNE. We had now come to the gates of hell in the AREA La Roche. Great...fine...no problem...we've only been driving for 5 hours. So, how far are we from were we're supposed to be? Bleep, bleep...over 100 kilometres away form our real destination! Evert-Jans ears moved to a silent cry of woe, Peters ears turned suspiciously red and all my ears wanted was to hear the sound of a fresh cold beer in a glass. Anyway...after an incredibly dry 100 kilometres we got there at last and dived head first into a glass of Belgian beer...and that's where we stayed...the only interuption being of course some yodeling uillean pipes in the background...it being in the mountains and all....
Hohaideliomarie-ti-o! |
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