Unlike the formidable Friday foxers, the Monday kind are designed with lone truth sleuths in mind. Roman, my Chief Foxer Setter, assures me the following brainteaser can be solved single-handedly. Crow all you like in the comments section, but please don’t spoil the puzzle for others by sharing solutions or dropping hints.
“Where am I?”
Using the following clues (the map above is purely decorative) in combination with Street View, Wikipedia, and other tools, work out my location. The answer will appear under next Monday’s solo foxer.
I’m a few paces from a rose bush and a statue of the Virgin Mary. My right foot is on a railway line. I’m in a city that tweaked its name shortly after the Second World War. All of the letters in the name of that city can be found in the name of the country I’m in. That country’s current reigning monarch has a living predecessor and its tallest building has held the distinction for over 50 years. The name of the road behind me suggests winemaking once went on in this area. Less than 2 kilometres from a hydro-electric power plant and a weapons factory, I’m roughly eight miles from the nearest national border. If I circled the globe at this latitude I’d pass over no country smaller than the one I’m in and no country with more animals on its coat of arms. I’m not in Pont-à-Mousson.
(Last week I was here)