The Belgian Roadtrip: Site 2
Seasoned explorers will agree that while luck is sometimes very much on our side, at other times it very much is not. Our visit to the Université de Liège was one of the latter experiences. Smashing sounds greeted us on our approach to the buildings, warning us that someone was up to no good inside. We spent some time prowling around the outside of the buildings, considering our options. The smell of burning hit me. Further consideration ensued. We decided to leave, a decision made just in the nick of time. Still on the wrong side of the gate, we heard a frantic shout. Definitely time to leave, perhaps more quickly than we had been. Once on the road, a glance back told us that two people were also leaving, in quite a hurry. We returned to the car as quickly as possible and drove away, unsure of what was happening back at the site. Our fears were confirmed, however, on driving past the front of the main building: two fire engines and a police car, with associated officers, were gaining entry to the building, presumably to put out the fire we had smelled.
With only one success so far, we were starting to feel anxious. Was the trip doomed? What should we do now? We'd driven a long way to be disappointed. We chose to leave Liège, and take a look at Hasard Cheratte. Even if access was denied, the building would be something to behold from the outside, I was assured. Bizarrely, we were then to encounter one of the former occasions detailed above - luck was very much on our side this time. On edge but satisfied to be exploring again, we entered.
My tribute to the Bechers
Imperfect French, but a good effort
Le chat du Cheratte ~ (which made a VERY strange sound and freaked us out before we saw the beast)
Seasoned explorers will agree that while luck is sometimes very much on our side, at other times it very much is not. Our visit to the Université de Liège was one of the latter experiences. Smashing sounds greeted us on our approach to the buildings, warning us that someone was up to no good inside. We spent some time prowling around the outside of the buildings, considering our options. The smell of burning hit me. Further consideration ensued. We decided to leave, a decision made just in the nick of time. Still on the wrong side of the gate, we heard a frantic shout. Definitely time to leave, perhaps more quickly than we had been. Once on the road, a glance back told us that two people were also leaving, in quite a hurry. We returned to the car as quickly as possible and drove away, unsure of what was happening back at the site. Our fears were confirmed, however, on driving past the front of the main building: two fire engines and a police car, with associated officers, were gaining entry to the building, presumably to put out the fire we had smelled.
With only one success so far, we were starting to feel anxious. Was the trip doomed? What should we do now? We'd driven a long way to be disappointed. We chose to leave Liège, and take a look at Hasard Cheratte. Even if access was denied, the building would be something to behold from the outside, I was assured. Bizarrely, we were then to encounter one of the former occasions detailed above - luck was very much on our side this time. On edge but satisfied to be exploring again, we entered.
My tribute to the Bechers
Imperfect French, but a good effort
Le chat du Cheratte ~ (which made a VERY strange sound and freaked us out before we saw the beast)
