During my research, I discovered that there were caves south of Liege. We weren't certain we were heading the right direction at first, because the signs kept saying we were headed to Luik. We crossed an invisible language line, and the signs then said we were headed to Liege. That's when we realized that Luik is the Flemish word. Our tour guide did two tours at once: one in French and one in Flemish. We were glad that Paul could translate. Nadine and Matthew are standing in front of the boat that took us back to the mouth of the cave. It was a fascinating experience to be floating down a river in a cave, with the cave roof at your head in places, and in near darkness. Amazing, thrilling,and a bit creepy all rolled into one. It reminded me at times of the 6th Harry Potter book. Ooooo! =) A great way to spend our last day in Europe.
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That cave looks familiar. We went into the Morteau hills a couple weeks ago on the way home from Bern, Switzerland. There was a grotto with a church inside on the side of the road so we stopped to see it. The large room just inside was filled with the skinniest width-wise chairs we'd ever seen. It was quiet and unoccupied. Beyond the stand area the cave went back into the mountain. A lady came in with a container and disappeared into the cave. We followed her. We found her filling her tall cup with water that was dribbling steadily over a ledge to the floor below. She said it was very good water so I had to try it. It was clear and clean and sweet. Very good water. I would have gathered more if we had had a container. It was an interesing experience even if caves give me a turn from time to time.
Thank you, D, for sharing this amazing experience. I am sorry I did not see it earlier. I hope you have many other wonderful adventures.
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