There and back again

First pit stop.

Our day in Lübeck started a bit chilly. Me in my faithful metallic top, new Stine Goya jacket, pistachio top and very old and very torn jeans shorts. I walked those sandals to pieces this summer.

Lüeck is an old trade city with lots of nice buildings.

They are famous for their marzipan. This is a model of New York in marzipan. At that point, I had left NYC  four days earlier.

One of my most favorite treats; pralineren. Small pieces of heaven.


Can’t get enough.

They made everything out of marzipan. Whole roses for instance.

Outside the church, they have a famous brass devil.

With all the trade going on, they have a long tradition with both tea and china. This made me think of my earlier blog post on interior blogs, white and flowers…

Not that it isn’t pretty. It’s just almost too pretty.

There are a lot of old restaurants. This lead window is from the captain’s restaurant. But I also would recommend the Rathauskeller.

Not a bad age for a restaurant…

This just has to be a good place.

We did find some 2CVs along the road. This one was quite re-done.

Look at this house. Notice the roof? The house is actually built into half a tower. Me loves it. What a wonderful combination of economic sense and wonderful decorating possibilities.

There was a monastery herbal garden. We had to take a look.

Inspections were done of every 2CV we passed 🙂

Now we’re in France with French gardens and the lot.

Pretty roses.

They even decorate their lampposts.

Nancy was a very white and very pretty city.

The flowers were matching the gargoyles in the fountain outside the church.

We were also very white and very pretty. Here outside the Grand Hotel with a very good bottle of white on a very white square.

Dad is Ze Wine Masta



Ultimate summer cool; shades.

And then my car broke down. Luckily nothing happened until the last day before the car gathering, so a lot of other 2CVs were on the road in the same direction. And suddenly we were three Norwegians, a French and two Fins standing on the motor way fixing my car. Had we ever met them before? No. Did they help? Oh, definitely. I managed to get almost to the site (Salbris before stopping again).

A lot of tools and different spare parts were out and about.

I had “chosen” a bad place to stop, because it was terribly narrow, but we managed anyhow.

Cars driving by (especially trucks like these) kept honking at us. As if we would be there if we didn’t have to…

Lunch! After driving through a couple of French villages, we realized that the narrow 2CV totally matches the narrow streets of French towns. We looked so right in the scenery.

The closer we got to Salbris, the more 2CVs we found.

So many nice colours.


The blob is called a duck tail (anderumpe) and I love the suitcase.

What a beautiful sight, 2CVs on the road, all heading in the same direction. These guys were from the Netherlands, I think.

Photography while driving. One in every 30 is good.

Aren’t we pretty? The last lunch before we arrived in Salbris. The rest of the pictures from the gathering I’ll put in a separate post. There are a huge pile of pictures of wonderful cars.

All of us (except me) in Vechta on our way back again. After visiting Paris we just drove straight home, so there were not that many pictures. The only important thing to know about Vechta is that this is where Der Franzose is. They sell 2CV parts and dad is a most loyal customer.

Dolly and me. In total we drove 4500 km on the trip. This summer Dolly has driven 7000 km. And that’s only from mid May until now. And now I even have gotten parking space for her in Trondheim and winter storage, so now I’m ready for Autumn.