“I’m now at about three and a half thousand kilometers,” René says nonchalantly, and I almost fall backwards. That doesn’t seem to be a big deal for a passionate cyclist; last year it was six and a half thousand. René is the first guest via Friends on the Bike – dutch organization “Vrienden op de […]
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You can sit and sputter in the car, especially these days, because then people just think that you are talking on the phone hands-free. “For goodness sake, just leave the potholes as they are, but make a “cycle path”.” I splutter happily to myself (because Mira has stopped listening for a long time). As if
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It was at the very last minute, but I thought it would be better to send a warning. This booking had arrived a few days ago, via the SVR – a dutch intermediair to find a simple, natural or special campsite. They want to come camping; fine, but it’s raining Hello Maria, it’s Sunday morning,
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“Oh, I’m sorry…. Stop … just a moment! Wait…! “ I’m just in time because the camper is already moving slowly across the field on its way to the exit. “I’m the biggest dummy of all time” I gasp, “sorry for the last minute disruption, but I forgot to make a picture of you guys.
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Regular service Rotterdam – Azenha – Rotterdam, with an irregular timetable, has been restored. The Red Van is driving again, in fact: it has already driven! Always a party when the Red Van arrives Certainly not only because of all the stuff that’s in there, certainly also because of the people on board. When we
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I had just hung up the announcement, and was having lunch downstairs, when a van stopped, drove on … stopped … backwards … no, further … or just have a look … backwards … People had already spontaneously stopped by to ask if the caravan was for sale Then it just arrived. It was not
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At 3 o’clock it was going to rain. Said the portuguese weatherchannel. It is now half past five, by the way, for those who want to know, time certainly doesn’t stand still, and it is still not raining. We call that “portuguese rain” “It’s okay, isn’t it?” we say, a little bit triumphant, because okay,
Family visits are intens. And the Portuguese elections too Read More »
I come from a camping family. My early holiday memories consist mainly of arriving at the campsite, picking a spot among the trees for our huge tent, and looking longingly at the swimming lake because we children had to hold a tent pole for centuries so my father could set up the “Camel”. The name
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We are writing 2005. How exactly do I no longer know, but I still see the man in front of me in the office. Jonathan. At the beginning of thirty, a bit ruddy, and very enthusiastic. Enthusiastic in an English manner. He had a photographer with him, and we had to be in the book.
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“Do you know that you have a real scoop!” Walt calls out laughing from the campsite, “We never stay somewhere longer than two nights!” I’m talking to his girlfriend Ida on the slightly overlying road. They go on the road again after three nights in the Termas. I excitedly raise both arms in the air
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