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Published: November 10th 2005
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Les Trois Chateaux
7/10/05 - This morning was the coldest it has been so far (except for Chamonix), it was about 5 degrees at 8am. It looked like it could snow, rain or clear up, it was one of those days that cannot decide how it wants to continue.
I took a short drive to the village of Eguisheim, which is famous for being the home of Pope Leo, in around the year 1029. There is a church in his honour, plus many statues and as you can tell the village is very proud of it’s ancestor, even if his claim to fame was so long ago.
Short distances into the mountains, above Eguisheim, are the ruins of a number of castles, which date back to the days even prior to Pope Leo’s times. The castles are a comfortable stroll from the road and afford commanding views down across the Alsace plain. It is easy to see why they would build these places, you could see your enemies approaching many days in advance and each castle was able to communicate with the other via signals. There are castle ruins dotted all across the Vosges mountain range and the
area, many of the fortifications and castles stand on sites originally used by the Romans to protect trade and military routes.
Deflated by a Wallaby
It is amazing how different a town can look in the dark as compared to the daylight. I have been to the Le Boxe Française Gym at Mulhouse a number of times, but always in the daylight (except last year but that is an old story). So, European summer time finished the weekend that Lorenza departed for home, so the days are much shorter now. Even though the streets of Mulhouse looked familiar in the dark it still took me a while to find the gym.
Luckily, I had allowed myself plenty of time so I had some time to kill, so I decided to go see what the Wallaby Bar was all about. I had some idea that perhaps it was owned by an Aussie or was a place that some Australians in Mulhouse frequented. The bat turned out to be a let down, the owner was not an Aussie, nor were any other Aussies to be seen, in fact the staff could speak no English at all (let alone any
Australian). It did serve Forsters beer, which I do not drink anyway. The place was decorated inside with surfboards and dandy colours, it was not a very friendly atmosphere, so I departed after the one beer feeling a little deflated. It added to my slight disappointment that Australia had lost to France in a Rugby Test Match played in Marseille the night before
More Savate (French Kick Boxing)
Once back at the gym, I was happy to see Rachil and our friend Pascale. Rachil certainly knows how to make his students work very hard. The gym has changed a little since our last visit, with more bags having been added and I think the lighting was a lot better this time. Anyway, Le Boxe Française has a bright future if the attendance at Rachil’s club is any indication. It was cold outside and in Australia that can make some people think twice about attending training, but it would seem it is not the same in Mulhouse, there were about 20 people in attendance, which makes for a good size class. Rachil and Jerome took to the ring, which gave me a good chance for some photos.
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