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(It's 20+ years ago, so I forgot the exact city and Google is not of help, so think a city like Lille, Tourcoing, Roubaix or Valenciennes).
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Near the city centre, I asked a few more people for Hotel de Ville, which eventually became signed.
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Eventually the signage for "Hotel the Ville" stopped, but there was no building marked "Hotel de Ville"
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Most people were to busy having fun, but one nice gentle men responded to our question "ou est le Hôtel de Ville" (hey, diacricits work again!)
He pointed at a big building next to the square.
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The inside did not look like a hotel at all.
So we asked "mais, c'est ne pas un hotel?".
He paused a while for the gentleman to think about the question, but then he had a big smile indicating "oui, oui!".
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He pointed at a small restaurant next to the square across the street.
We walked into it, and to our surprise the lady at the counter did understand a bit English and reserved us for the night and for dinner.
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This was an era where you could just park the car in a free spot, no payment required. Yay!
Then we re-entered the hotel with our backpacks.
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Oh well, just for one night (:
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The dining people looked very happy with their food, and the plates looked nice.
Almost all guests were dressed like it was a sunday evening formal dinner.
We were highly underdressed with T-shirt and jeans.
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So we got some menus, then got us a three-course meal.
It was delicious.
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- Hôtel de Ville is not a hotel, but like an office building (the next day I learned it is the Town Hall / mayors office)
- 2-star hotels are really 2 star, but their restaurant can have great food
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The next day we had a first and second great breakfast, and then met the marching band, all of them being surprised that we found a hotel so close by.
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Being a proper marching band, the crowd was outrageous, which is always great when performing a 2 hour parade: lots of energy.
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