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I know that place. The borders between the Ellestraat (Hulst, NL) and the Hellestraat (Stekene, BE).
The right side of the street on the Belgian part is actually Dutch for a few 100 meters. If you look around on street view the part with a bicycle lane is Belgian, the part without it is Dutch.
I know that place. The borders between the Ellestraat (Hulst, NL) and the Hellestraat (Stekene, BE).
The right side of the street on the Belgian part is actually Dutch for a few 100 meters. If you look around on street view the part with a bicycle lane is Belgian, the part without it is Dutch.
I knew that was a Belgian road, you can tell by all the cracks.
Caption should have been that you will always know when a Belgian road begins
The red lanes are the bicycle lanes.
Ah, Stekene. Where are the days I just went to Crammerock to smoke weed on the camping. I saw Gorki there the year Luc De Vos died.