When out on the bike to scout along the river in the opposite direction to the city but there wasn't much to see, so we walked back the way we had walked the day before. Today we follow the map better and have a good look round, we have been given town maps at all of the sites and they are invaluable, some times you do have to ask for them though.
We follow the river route back but walk through the park and then stop a the swimming pool bar for a drink. Dot has a Hoegaarden and I have a Best Scotch Dot's drink comes in a proper Hoegaarden glass and my Best Scotch comes in a thistle shaped glass, I thought this only happened in Belgium.
That night we notice a frail, oldish looking lady wandering round the site, she is not very steady on her feet but is moving fairly fast. Eventually a French girl (one from the caravan where the young man helped me with the electrics) helps this lady back to her caravan. About ten minutes later, she is off to the toilet block but when she comes out, she heads off determinedly as if she knows where she is going, away from her van. She is rescued again by the French girl, I assumed that she must have Alzheimer's and that her carer has gone off somewhere. About ten minutes later, this all happens over again, then eventually, she just sits on the floor outside the toilets and weeps. She is rescued one last time, taken back to her van and is not seen again that night.
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