When I was writing before about the political struggles in this country , I also had to admit that I hardly know Wallonia either. Not counting the youth camps I did as a child in the Ardennes and the professional projects I had to do near Liege and Mons, I hardly ever come in Wallonia. Leuven is only 10-15 kms from the language border!
This morning at the breakfast table Jan all of a sudden proposed to go to visit something in Southern Belgium and since the alternative was to clean-up our office space in the basement and to arrange the last boxes that I got from my parent's home yesterday, the choice was not difficult.
After 45 min drive through a lovely rolling landscape we arrived at the political capital of Wallonia: Namen (Dutch name) or Namur (French name). (yes that's the joy of Belgium: we translate the city names to confuse all the tourists. ). It is a pitoresque small city, located at the confluence of the Sambre River and the Meuse River with a big citadel towering on the rock above the city.
The fortifications at the citadel
The confluence seen from the citadel