This blog continues the previous Part 32
https://gerdiwanninger.blogspot.com/2018/11/fighting-cobbles-my-trip-to-belgium-in_19.html
https://gerdiwanninger.blogspot.com/2018/11/fighting-cobbles-my-trip-to-belgium-in_19.html
“The
most beautiful in the world is, of course, the world itself.”
Wallace Stevens, American modernist poet (1879-1955)
Walking along the relatively flat and very
straight Chaussée de Namur I noticed that
my shadows on my left grew very long. The sun prepared to set between the
fields on my right - time to look for a place for the night.
I've carried my sleeping bag and the small tent in my sports bag on wheels which I pulled the whole time behind me. So I’ve decided to spend this night besides the road I was walking on. I don't think there would be many hotels around this part of Belgium anyway...So I walked with one eye on the road and the other searching for a nice place.
Right before a tiny country town, I discovered a wheat field with would be harvested soon. Between the road and this field was a small stripe of green grass, a natural cushion beneath my sleeping bag for the night. But I’ve decided against the tent; I wanted to see what's going on; the air was clean despite the nearby road and, most import of all, no insects were flying around bothering me in the night.
As I wrote before I am an early sleeper and an early riser. Just as the sun sent its last red beams into the evening sky I pulled out my camera, put it on the tripod and took some last shots of a beautiful sunset literally right out of my sleeping bag...
I've carried my sleeping bag and the small tent in my sports bag on wheels which I pulled the whole time behind me. So I’ve decided to spend this night besides the road I was walking on. I don't think there would be many hotels around this part of Belgium anyway...So I walked with one eye on the road and the other searching for a nice place.
Right before a tiny country town, I discovered a wheat field with would be harvested soon. Between the road and this field was a small stripe of green grass, a natural cushion beneath my sleeping bag for the night. But I’ve decided against the tent; I wanted to see what's going on; the air was clean despite the nearby road and, most import of all, no insects were flying around bothering me in the night.
As I wrote before I am an early sleeper and an early riser. Just as the sun sent its last red beams into the evening sky I pulled out my camera, put it on the tripod and took some last shots of a beautiful sunset literally right out of my sleeping bag...
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Sunrise
somewhere in Belgium
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It
was a peaceful night only occasionally some cars driving by on this main road.
After dark the street light got switched on and lit during the whole night. To
protect my eyes I pulled my multi-functional neck warmer over them and slept
very well...
The next morning the sun prepared for another show - a beautiful sunset.
Again I pulled my tripod and camera out of my bag and took some shots, this
time out of my sleeping bag.  |
| Sunset somewhere in Belgium |
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My simple Camp
for the Night
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Refreshed and full of energy I continued the easy walking on
the Chaussée de Namur until I came to a road sign telling me that I am in
the 'Nil-St-Vincent' area which merged with Nil-Saint-Marin in 1812. 'Nil' is
the name of a small river just like the more famous brother in Egypt.
To
make my walk more interesting I've decided to leave the main road and to turn right into an small country town
near Chastre which is called Perbais.
There it became even quieter during these early morning hours. I've noticed some children walking to school through tidy small and clearly marked roads. Even in the countryside, there are clear green road signs for cyclists showing the directions and distances in kilometers. A country like this is a nice place to live and the reason why I visited Belgium in the first place.
There it became even quieter during these early morning hours. I've noticed some children walking to school through tidy small and clearly marked roads. Even in the countryside, there are clear green road signs for cyclists showing the directions and distances in kilometers. A country like this is a nice place to live and the reason why I visited Belgium in the first place.
(to be
continued@https://gerdiwanninger.blogspot.com/2019/01/fighting-cobbles-my-trip-to-belgium-in.html)
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