We left Amiens on Thursday and continued on by train into Belgium and the town of Ypres. our hotel Gasthof T'Zweerd was in the main square -

The view of the square from our window was well worth the walk from the station

To the right was the Cloth Hall which houses a Museum to the first World War

and to the left was the street leading down to the Menin Gate

It was hard to believe these beautiful buildings were blown to smithereens during World War 1
We took another minibus tour with Salient Tours to nearby war graves especially Passchendaele and Tyne Cot Cemetery where there 1368 Australian graves, the majority being unidentified. (I will never forget hearing an American accent saying "so many Aussie soldiers known only unto God")

In the background is the Cross of Sacrifice
This was the site of several German Blockhouses and one can be seen amongst the graves below

Nearby was museum at Sanctuary Wood and restored bunkers

We returned to Ypres and that night at 8pm attended the ceremony at the Menin Gate.
The 'Last Post' is sounded every night whatever the weather. The Gate (built in 1927) has the names of 54,896 soldiers and 6176 are Australian.

In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.
(John McCrae)
The next day (Friday) we travelled onto ANTWERP
Fortunately this was a day on which most museums including the Rubinshuis were free
We had lunch in the Groeneplatz - the Cathedral can be seen behind

then visited the Grote Markt

with its Brabo Fountain - the Roman warrior is throwing the giant's hand into the river - hand throwing (ant werp) gives the city its name.

Besides the cathedral some actors were pretending to be statues. These are all live people.

On Saturday we travelled to Brussels for a few hours visiting the Mannequin Pis

Then to the Airport where, after 3 weeks, we separated as Malcolm flew home to Sydney and I made my way alone to Istanbul