Ok… So it is my favourite local walk. But the port is nice.
I took some new pictures because this time to keep it interesting for you, my happy readers! Also of note, I walked my way to the fish market with my new walking buddy! No, not an imaginary friend, but a lovely lass from the US. WOOT! Fresh meat for the war walking crew! In fact, she is helping me to train for the trek.
But to help you really believe that this lovely port was a veritable Hun sammich, I have managed to track down a picture of Germans in the Vendres in 1942.
As you can see, they were being incredibly subtle about their national affiliations. I find this rather amusing. It sort of says ‘Yoohoo! La Resistance! This is where you find our motor! Frag me here!‘ Bally Jerries!
Sadly, when the Germans left, they dynamited most of the port to keep the Americans from using it easily. Now 70 years later, the French are starting to reconstruct some of the historical buildings that were on the quayside.
But still we see some of Louis XIV’s ramparts, once manned by Frenchmen, then manned by Germans then manned by Frenchmen again… sitting on the cliffs.
Does that make up for two Vendres posts in a row?
|When||Tue, 3 Dec 11:53|
|Where||Port vendres fish market|
|How did it go||I was feeling really depressed and like a total failure, so I am super proud that I hauled myself out of the house.|
|Total Distance||6.97 km|
|Average Pace||12:39 /km|
|Average Speed||4.74 km/h|
|Total Calories Burned||739|
|Average Stride Length||0.80 m|
|Weight||What is the sound of two thighs slapping?|
|Shoes||Adidas , 10 km|
|Weather||12 °C, 7km/h SW, 54%|
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