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VIA FRANCIGENA
a diary about my cycling trip from Canterbury to Rome
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A 110 years old lady
Vroeg in de morgen neem ik afscheid van Lukas in Canterbury. Ik vertrek met de fiets, hij neemt de trein, de ferry en daarna mijn auto,...
A cockney flower girl
Our last night in Canterbury.... I have a last drink, together with Lukas, at the open fire of the pub “The Canterbury Tales”. A few...
A loyal customer
We are celebrating the official launch of my pilgrimage with a few beers and I become a very loyal customer of this establishment....
Ready for the start
After the visit to the cathedral, it is time to officially start my pilgrimage. A stamp in the credenziale - the pilgrim passport - and a...
Het staat in steen gebeiteld
Vakmanschap is meesterschap. Mooie gebeitelde letters. Wist je dat Brugge het epicentrum is voor dit ambacht?
Never kill a dissinant voice
Thomas Becket was an archbishop who get killed in this cathedral in 1170. He was the chancellor of Hendrik II. Being a bright...
Een glasraam voor St Isidoor
Na enig zoeken vinden we links achteraan in de kathedraal het glasraam waarop pelgrims worden uitgebeeld. We kopen een replica dat Lukas...
Canterbury cathedral
We are visiting the cathedral... why is this building so much more impressive than 30 years ago?
The Christchurch gate....
We drinken een glas op de Botermarkt aan de Christchurch gate.... onze favourite place waar we in 1991 al samen postkaartjes schreven......
I pen my stories....
I pen my stories ink staining the winter air. Ale warming chests.
Walls of silent words....
Walls of silent words waiting for you to hear them whisper their stories
Kameraden aller landen....
Lokale verkiezingen in de UK. Deze verkiezingen gaan níet over brexit. Niet over de parlementariërs in Westminster. Dat is de boodschap...
Une discussion vivante
Nous avons visité ce matin le centre de Canterbury et j’ai eu une discussion vivante avec Lukas. Est-ce que cette centre de recherche a...
The road not taken
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, And sorry I could not travel both And be one traveler, long I stood And looked down one as far as I...
The traffic jungle
Leaving the ferry, it takes me a while to get out of the labyrinth of the terminal. I am the only two-wheeler on the boat and the...
The land of milk and honey
Together with Lukas, a friend of mine, I am travelling to Canterbury to start my pilgrimage in a few days. We take the ferry in Calais....
The preparation
The past months, my life has been a rollercoaster with frightening descents, dizzying loopings and cheerful heights….. To digest all...
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