Of the four elements water is definitely the prevalent one in Belgium today. Drizzling turned into pouring a while ago. The real Belgian cliché-weather that is luckily more myth than reality for most of the time. But exactly hundred years ago the people of Leuven would have given anything for rain I think: that's the day when the German invaders put fire to the town and burnt down big parts of it and killed hundreds of people. Also the university library with all its book treasures were destroyed in the flames. An event that aroused a lot of anger in all Europe. Yesterday a friend and I joined a commemoration of this sad event on Ladeuzeplein in Leuven. Mozart's Requiem was performed along with "The Sack of Leuven" a modern oratory in four languages (very Belgian that is!) with clear references to Stravinsky Firebird. Enjoyable, but kind of cold to sit outside during 3 hours (clothewise I was not very well prepared as a friend spontaneously "dragged me along") and I pity tonights audience who have to endure rain too...
Thank you for all kind reactions and commentaries and "likes" concerning my Limburg bike ride. That's warming! Yes! I'm becoming confirmatioholic just like the rest of my generation! So what about this: last Sunday I biked to Tervuren (15+15 km) and today I went to Brussels (30+30 km) and I'm planning to do so for the rest of this week during which I nurture 12 disciples uh... interpreters with the Swedish language. This can only be summarised with this masochist song by Povel Ramel (Hey! The Swedish word for masochist "självplågare" has no sexual connotations - for that we would use the simple word "masochist". So... can it be that the Swedish langue is richer than English in this area and if so what does THAT say about us Swedes????). For the Swedish speakers and understanders among you: enjoy by clicking on the picture!!!
Thank you for all kind reactions and commentaries and "likes" concerning my Limburg bike ride. That's warming! Yes! I'm becoming confirmatioholic just like the rest of my generation! So what about this: last Sunday I biked to Tervuren (15+15 km) and today I went to Brussels (30+30 km) and I'm planning to do so for the rest of this week during which I nurture 12 disciples uh... interpreters with the Swedish language. This can only be summarised with this masochist song by Povel Ramel (Hey! The Swedish word for masochist "självplågare" has no sexual connotations - for that we would use the simple word "masochist". So... can it be that the Swedish langue is richer than English in this area and if so what does THAT say about us Swedes????). For the Swedish speakers and understanders among you: enjoy by clicking on the picture!!!