Skywatch Friday and some prose

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The other day I made use of the - overall - quite sufficient Dutch public transport system. Very convenient since you only need one single transport chip card for getting on every single ferry, bus, tram, metro and train in the country. 

All in all after some three hours - with a total delay of only six minutes! - I arrived at a friend who lives in a small community just outside Nijmegen, a city the Romans named Ulpia Noviomagus Batavorum, some 100 years after a rather famous deity got a young lady in Bethlehem pregnant, creating a Son who would grow up to have some significant influence. Over 2,000 years later His name is still mentioned. And not only by people who accidentally hit their finger instead of a nail with a hammer.

Nijmegen was named after the family name of the Roman emperor at the time, the 'new market' (as it quickly became an important trade center) and the peoples of the Batavi who roamed the area. Well worth a visit!

Just a ten minute walk from the friend's place you can find a small body of water called Lentse Plas:

Made a stopover at 's Hertogenbosch trainstation. To confuse foreign travelers the city name is abbreviated to Den Bosch: "Den Bosch trainstation", the announcer said? According to the map I have to get off at 's Hertogenbosch so I'll just stay seated." 

The small neighbourhood where my friend and her daughter live:

Nijmegen trainstation:

From the local busstop I could just see one of the many wind turbines in the area. A lot of locals get their energy from them. 

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This piece of prose was written with a sick friend in mind:

Walk (a #poem)

Sometimes it seems impossible

to fold out your wings and fly.

As if you're stuck in a cage

which gives little room to move.

When you get out

you notice 

you are still unable to fly

because you haven't used 

your wings in a while

You almost feel paralyzed

until a friend tells you:

remember you can still walk

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