Solo Foxer #24

Unlike the formidable Friday foxers, the Monday kind are designed with lone truth sleuths in mind. While Roman, my Chief Foxer Setter, would be very interested to know how long it takes you to defox the following brainteaser, he requests that the comments section isn’t used to share solutions or drop hints.

“Where am I?”

Using the following clues (the map above is purely decorative) in combination with Street View, Wikipedia, MAPfrappe and other tools, work out my location. The answer will appear under next Monday’s solo foxer.

Today I’m standing next to a building with an unusual roof, in a village that’s surrounded by treeless hills. You’ll find the village in an autonomous territory belonging to a country that has a female head of state, a lower GDP than Austria, and a better Corruption Perceptions Index ranking than Estonia. Within a 200-foot radius of my location is a supermarket, a vessel launched in 1937, and a statue of a man who knew his Scripture. Roughly 16 miles from the nearest cathedral, 9 from the nearest lighthouse, and 7 from a narrow-gauge railway that operates without locomotives, I share longitude with three countries beginning with the letter ‘M’.

You’re probably in the right place if you can see…

  • More boats than people
  • A Tourist Information sign
  • A shop that sells – amongst other things – wellington boots
  • A map of the locality

I’m not in Pont-à-Mousson.

(Last week I was here)


  1. Last week I spent much time in the right part of the right city and never once thought to look in that garden. I just couldn’t narrow down the location to that degree.

    Today’s took me 32 minutes, four of which were spent tracking down one of the things visible and another minute to find the last. I can’t believe you didn’t mention the *spoiler*

  2. This took me about half an hour, too — after a much longer time spent fruitlessly, but prettily, on the wrong side of the globe. If that particular misdirection was intentional (can’t say more or else risk spoilers!), well played.

  3. I bucked the trend by taking about 45 minutes… most of which was spent tramping up and down streets looking for the verdammte information board! Who knew just one village could have so many unusual roofs?

  4. Assuming I’ve got the right roof, <10 minutes – I added up 'treeless hills' and 'autonomous territory', went straight to finding out about narrow gauge railways in the place that sprang to mind, and got lucky.

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