Our second last day of this leg of the tour
28.08.2016 - 03.10.2016 27 °C
Yesterday we went to the Somme Battlefields and saw first hand a minute glimpse what our diggers had to endure. All because some Prussian King did't like things the way they were with regard to territory. I'm sure there were many other factors contributing to WW1 but the fact in one day alone, 6,500 Aussies were killed speaks volumes for the irrationality and ridiculousness of Wars.
Was a long day. My day started off really well when I tried to get into my bus seat and some fatty Boomba (2x in fact) complained about her space being invaded. This was just me getting into my seat. It was first thing in the morning too. All contributing factors for Bryan to nicely but firmly suggest I was only getting into my seat and that was all. The fact my teeth were gritted at the time was not lost on Mrs FBB and equally obese hubby and surprisingly she shut up momentarily!! Then continued to complain and whinge the whole trip there, during the tours and the way back. Along with occasionally hitting the backs of our seats whilst trying to get jackets on and arguing between the two of them. I think WW111 was about to start all over again on the Somme with this person.
Then she had the cheek to complain to the tour director about the tour guide and that he didn't do this, didn't do that. I went back to the Tour Director after that and put her straight on this person. Her response was it was always the women and always the one's who have difficulty walking due to obesity, diabetes, blood pressure etc. But the reality is, all of that is within that persons control.
Anyhoo.........enough of a rant!!! We went to the Canadian, Australian and British war cemeteries and memorials. Saw some of the trenches left over from the war and also huge craters in the ground where shells had struck. At one site, we also saw where Australians had dug under the German lines and placed huge amounts of explosives in big barricaded rooms, then detonated them. The craters left were about 60 - 70 feet deep. But this tactic was not successful. Along with walking through no mans land and being mown down because you were ordered to by some stupid British officer. The Germans had a field day during those times. And the thing is, the lines were only a couple of hundred metres apart!!!
Today we are in Les Anderlys. Beautiful little provincial town. I've stayed back from the tour group because I'm not feeling the best. Darned rigours, coughing and I'm sure you get the drift with the rest.
I'll put some photos up but I don't have any of Les Anderlys. I might need to swipe Ron's camera when he gets back. He was going to stay with me but I convinced him that it would be for his benefit (read saving his life) if he went on without me!! Did have a small wander around this small beautiful town but not for long.
Bryan and Ron