Ever since we started autumn I have to go out and distract myself, otherwise the ceiling would fall on my head and everything becomes black.
The Waterloo city had organized a walk through the city to explain the old buildings which are still there since the 18th century. We should walk from building to building and listen to the explanations. It turned out that the two more than vintage guys explained with the help of an old map, buildings which didn't exist anymore. It was freezing cold and we stood there and listened but we couldn't understand a word, the guy had not enough strength in his voice to be audible in the last range.
After 45 min of listening what didn't exist anymore and still standing there, I thought I can read that on Internet too and be in a warm room. Nicole who was with me thought the same so we left the group and had a coffee instead. An hour later we saw the group just leaving for the walk, they all looked a little deepfreezed and like a group of Jehova witnesses.
In the afternoon the sun was shining and it was warm too. In the next little town was a pumpkin festival organized by a farmer who does this every year.
The whole garden was decorated so beautiful, you could buy pumpkins, or taste all different things made out of pumpkins. I even had a pumpkin chips ! Charlie was happy and couldn't get enough from the hey and straw smell much to the fun of the people he was rolling around happily. We had a coffee there and were chatting with other people and spend a very cheerful afternoon.
On Sunday was a show with Napoleon's soldiers, horses, canons and of course all in historical costumes from 1815. Nicole and I thought it would be fun to see and we went to the Waterloo Lion to watch the show. We had just arrived when we heard a loud boom, which was a canon shot. Poor Charlie who is very much afraid of everything which reminds a thunderstorm panicked and ran off pulling Nicole behind him who nearly fell on her nose ! Impossible to stay, Charlie shook like a leave in the wind and we had to put him in the car. We didn't want to leave him alone so we decided to go to the nearby Mont St. Jean farm and sit down there on the terrace.
There were lots of people who had the same idea and we enjoyed the green fields around and Nicole had a "Waterloo" beer.
Charlie had recovered from his shock and even found a girlfriend.
On the way back I stopped at the exhibition of a local female painter who paints cats and naive landscapes. I very much liked her work and we chatted a bit together.
Tomorrow starts another week !