Jurgen and I had grandiose cycling plans for last weekend: taking the train to Antwerp and biking back or even biking there both ways. Me catching a cold for the third time this school year put and end to the biking aspect of the project, but we went through with the rest of it, and it turned out to be a lovely idea! The sun was shining, Katia, a local friend, showed us around (partly in Danish!), there was so much to discover: small fashion and furniture shops, beautiful views, very interesting museums... Have a look!
Enjoying the sun on the top of MAS - Museum aan de Stroom.
Laying a puzzle and getting inspired pedagogically and yes... my underwear is showing...
Katia, our guide, explaining everything about the MAS - in Danish!
When you've admired my new shorter hair, take a look at the waved glass behind me: the original architecture of the façade of the MAS.
Exploring the fabulous little streets around the Schouwburg.
Who had the idea of building this house next to that house???
A tunnel for walkers and bikers under the river Schelde. A tip to the town of Antwerp: decorate the walls!
Sunday: a visit at the Plantin-Moretus museum. The house of a successful book editor and printer in the 16th and 17th centuries. Lovely architecture, who looks like a luxury version of beguinhof in Leuven.
This royal-looking lion may represent the end of our day: we went to the Red Star Line Museum about the America-emigrants who passed via the port of Antwerp to fulfill their dreams "over there". A very touching museum whose theme is now very up to date in these days of huge emigration. As we were enjoying some coffee in the museum café after all the strong impressions of the museum and were about to leave we realized that the table behind was held by king Philippe and queen Mathilde and their children.
Neither the weather nor the architecture was very smiling this morning, but at least the ducks were happy and active and at least I missed out on the hail which came later in the afternoon! And of course it's always nice to see that the knitting-terrorist have been out to bring some colours to the Leuven harbour area. My original intention was to take a morning cycle ride, but a bad night (due to too strong coffee to late plus too many thoughts about my on-going knitting project), a tiny bit of throat pain and bad weather forecasts made me go for the light-option: a little walk up the Keizers-Berg. On that mountain there is a very nice park with an abbey in it with a huge Madonna statue (which I can actually admire from my living room window if I turn my head a bit), but today the park was closed. Probably the responsible park-people (the brothers of the monastery?) had taken part of the same weather forecasts as I.
For the rest I'm well, working hard together with my hard working colleagues and enjoying it, feeling a little bad sometimes because my creativity is somewhat in a slumbering mode, except for what I can canalise through my work. But at least a week ago I sang at an Anglican ladies retreat and I'm also really enjoying my enjoyable long-longed for relationship with Jurgen!