travel
Traveling is a passion.
When they were kids, my grandparents spent a week or
so at St. Anneke Plage. A small ferry linked both
sides of the river, and the town of Antwerp only
existed on the right bank in those days. They
crossed the Schelde and stayed there a few days. Or
they took the tramway, in that time pulled by
horses, that brought them to St. Job-in-'t-Goor or
Gooreind, in the heather of the Kempen region north
of town.
When I was a kid, our family always went to the same
seaside resort, Oostduinkerke, famous for its shrimpers
on horseback✶
(photo),
at the North Sea shore. We stayed at the same villa,
Mes Amis, halfway between the beach and the
fishermen's village. You could normally find us
there at the summer holidays, July and August, but
also at Easter, and sometimes at weekends in Spring
or Autumn. After a week or two, I invariably got
itching bubbles on my hands, feet and sometimes
ears, an allergy to the healthy sea air (probably
the iodium in it). It only happens to me at the
Belgian North Sea coast... or maybe I didn't stay
long enough at other shores. Fortunately, every
other year, our parents took my sister and me on a
trip to France, Spain, Italy or Yugoslavia.
The youth organisation for nature study and
conservation that I was active in (now called JNM*), brought me to
places of natural interest all over Belgium and the
Netherlands, as well as the Lüneburger Heide in
Germany or the region of Oxford in England. We
stayed in a farmer's barn, slept in the straw and
cooked our own food: porridge, bread and tea in the
morning, mashed patatoes with vegetables and hashed
meat in the evening, and some hot chocolate at
night. During the day we went on excursions
-sometimes as much as 30 km- on foot, or also on
bike, to inventarise plants, birds and other
animals. After dinner, there was folk dancing and
singing, accompanied by recorder (flute) and guitar.
Romantic, isn't it?
As an adult, I spent many holidays in different
European countries - with my family, with Mieke
& Jo, with friends, but also alone. These
vacations brought me all over France, to Spain,
Italy, Germany, Austria, Yougoslavia,...
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