Sometimes it is so hot, one sees gnomes everywhere. And that gnomes dance is generaly acknowledged. Incidently, somewhere around the corner one can visit a very cute gnome house. I happened to bike by in search of some fresh air. Tonight I will go out dancing myself. Gentse Feesten – that will be loads better. …
Travel diary of a dance historian in Scotland – Part 2
After a day or two in Edinburgh we decided to take the train to visit it’s sister town – Glasgow. Two very different propositions, really. It’s a bit like the difference between Brussels and Antwerp. Glasgow is more of a creative hub, with a rich nightlife tradition – dance- and concert halls, cinema’s and the …
Travel diary of a dance historian in Scotland – Part 1
After a fairly tough, hilly day in the saddle (Tyndrum – Oban) on day 3 of our epic bicycle trip, we finally arrived in the illustrious Oban. I don’t know how the Brits – pardon me – the Scots do it, but a coastal city like this is rather unique and unthinkable in continental Europe. …
Travel diary announcement
Just back from Scotland and nearly crushed under the piles of intelligence at the office. Looks like I caught some sand under the hood while biking through the highlands. Good to know my brain unlearns so quickly what daily office routine looks like. Creates the necessary space for the real important things in life such …