Shhhhh...
Do you hear?
This little sound, there, so soft... this whisper that comes from beneath the earth...
It's me. Gouttelette.
I am a drop of water from Spa. And today, I am going to take you to meet my seven sisters.
Seven sources. Seven whispers. Seven stories born from the depths of the Ardennes.
Some are in the heart of the city, surrounded by stone and history.
Others hide deep in the forests, where no one hears their song except the trees and the birds.
This path was once taken by spa visitors in a horse-drawn carriage.
Today you can do it by car or by bike if you have the energy.
Whatever your way of moving forward... I will be there, whispering secrets in your ear.
Ready? We start where it all began.
In the heart of Spa. At Pouhon Pierre le Grand.
Shhhhh...
Do you hear?
This little sound, there, so soft... this whisper that comes from beneath the earth...
It's me. Gouttelette.
I am a drop of water from Spa. And today, I am going to take you to meet my seven sisters.
Seven sources. Seven whispers. Seven stories born from the depths of the Ardennes.
Some are in the heart of the city, surrounded by stone and history.
Others hide deep in the forests, where no one hears their song except the trees and the birds.
This path was once taken by spa visitors in a horse-drawn carriage.
Today you can do it by car or by bike if you have the energy.
Whatever your way of moving forward... I will be there, whispering secrets in your ear.
Ready? We start where it all began.
In the heart of Spa. At Pouhon Pierre le Grand.
