... down to these fellows! Well, I'm glad I also had some friends who wanted to come for a visit in my land of low mood this weekend and bring some brighter thoughts into my head. I've had tea sent to me, I've had hugs and encouragements and listening ears. THANK YOU ALL for that. You made me want to carry on for yet another period.
Yesterday Veerle and I arrived back in Belgium after an exciting week on the German roads! And as you see the King of Frogs himself received us in his palace! For those who may not know, it's situated in a little village called Heidenfahrt along the Rhine, between Bingen and Mainz. We stayed there over night after having biked around 85 km!
Below some more photos from our trip, thematically organised.
A beautiful collection of anonymous grandfathers
Latin texts... and a few German
This section is, I'm afraid, reserved for nerds...
A curious inscription in the cathedral of Cologne. Two and a half disticha. Before I became famous I was often called count Emundus. Slayed by violent death here I lay covered as I wanted (sub???). Holy Peter, I Frisheim bring Thee my county and I pray Thee to give me a place in heaven. The heavy mass of these stones contain the bones of the fellow. (Thank you Ingrid for your help in the translation!)
Middle school of Koblenz. Koblenz is the German version of Confluentes, that refers to the two rivers Rhine and Mosel "flowing together" (confluo) in the city.
O God protect this house and them who go in and out (of it)! House in Boppard.
The citizens erected (this statue of) John Gensfleisch from Gutenberg, the noble man of Mainz, with money collected all throughout Europe in 1837. Strange that it says that they erected "him" and not "a monument for him" or something like that.
Posterity! Receive this monument that Prince Albert foresaw his own citizens with, whom he loves of all his heart as a watcher and a fighter for what is honest. He wishes that they in their turn always may respond to him with love. On the main square of Mainz. Two disticha.
The citizens erected (ex proposito?) this statue of Saint Joseph, the specially chosen patron of this town. Saint Joseph, pray for us. Outside the church in Gernsheim.
In the year of the given salvation 1630 Theodor from Bettendorff, the very honourable archbishop of the people of Worms and the famous prince of the empire, when he had been an archbishop for 28 years, when he was 62 years old, after enormous worries and sleepless nights for his country, emaciated by age and an honourable series of years, on the 31st of January happily rendered his soul and religiously his shadows to heaven. His spirit is at rest and awaits the future resurrection. From the cathedral of Worms.
In the year of 1821 on the 2nd of April R.D. George Werle died, the (provicarius episcopalis) and of this church of St Peter, at the age of 69. He was a simple, upright and godfearing man who shunned evil. (Iob 1). R.I.P. Cathedral of Worms.
Here I stand and can do nothing else, so help me God! Amen! Words ascribed to Luther at Worms 1521. Luther Monument at Worms.
The book of the thousand founders of our age, who follow in the tracks of the founding emperors, is covered by this stone. In the year 2008.
On this moment my thoughts go to all the Valborg-celebrators in Uppsala. Valborg is a Spring celebration, especially popular and special in Uppsala, where I have lived 8 years of my youth. On my remote island in the north we lit fires, but this Valborg-activity was too mainstream for the hard-core Valborg-celebrators of Uppsala. For them nothing would do except funny hats (all taken on at the same time after having waved with them for a while) champagne-gallop (emphasis on champagne), choir song, proms, rafting in the very humble river Fyrisån etc. Very absurd, just like any folklore tradition! I can't say I miss it a lot, because I was hardly a part of it while living there... hm... I might write more about this later.
Thanks by the way, dear friends who have logged into my blog and given me precious tips about how to organise my song-pages. I will try to imply your good advises one of these days. But now: SLEEP!