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 today’s 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 (all Solo Foxer solutions are Street Viewable), MAPfrappe, and other online tools, work out my location. The answer will appear under next Monday’s solo foxer.
Today you’ll find me in a town that was bombed by zeppelins during WWI. Around six hundred feet from a yard full of bin lorries and precisely four miles from a statue of a footballer who played for his country thirty-three times, I’m on a three-lane road that has something in common with some sheep dung. To reach the nearest ice rink I’d need to crow-fly NbW for nineteen kilometres. The nearest former European Capital of Culture is roughly twenty kilometres closer to me than the nearest operational nuclear power station. This time last week, the country I’m in had a wind speed record of under 120 mph.
You’re probably in the right place if you can see…
- A man waiting for a bus
- Three barbershops
- A Seventh-day Adventist church
- The word “Zabka”
- A building that was opened by the Earl of Wessex
- A mandir
- A six-wheeled KIA Rio
- Something made in WA
I’m not in Pont-à-Mousson.
(Last week I was here)