the light fantastic

Having this great job that kind off blasts me with excitement (read: stress) every few hours, I really need a hobby that takes my mind to different plains.

So I caught up within old one, plastic models. Wrestled with the glue and paint and found my way. So bought a bigger model. A ship. A “corvette”.

Guess what? There’s an actual corvette right here in Melbourne. “HMS Castlemaine”. Awesome.

Visited her and was immediately full of respect for all the sailors that manned ships like this. Small, top heavy, roller coaster kind off taking waves.

The Landcruiser Prado took a few hits. We started out with dust, but soon thereafter we were slushing through mud. And somehow that is always after I’ve put the car through the washer.

Hmmm.

Well, it makes for some artistic pictures.

That’s a white license plate on a silver car.  Blue letters.

Artistic, as I said.

For Aussies the battlefields of WW1 are quite some traveling away. Me, being Dutch, it’s easier. You just get in your car and drive for about two hours and your right smack in the middle of things. Of course Gallipoli is further away, but Verdun, Amiens and Ypres are more or less around the corner.

Ar Ypres (you actually pronounce it “ee pruh” and not “wipers”) you can just walk into WW1. It has a fantastic museum in the “Laken hall”, which was actually more or less rebuilt brick by brick.

But take a moment and google your way around the countryside: wherever you go, you will touch history.