A rebel without a clue.

How does this great thing keep happening whenever I become now? Truly their still exists the kindness of strangers. From Julia at a crossroads stood next to the Town Hall to four plus I in Starbucks(not for coffee but just to keep warm) and Julia brought me here as there seemed no where to go apart from Ibis, etc where I would have missed the true Germany. Wow I was there for just one reason - to meet a mother whom probably always put her precious cargo first so could incorporate my loose organisation. Julia, enjoy tonight your trip to the theatre with your son - I hope you realise how true your mother is? Gerd, whom finally let me rest after an afternoon of culture and photos and walking me round and passed the start of Christmas Eves Pilgerweg. Beyenburg with it's dam and deep hillsides reminds me of what my feet might really fear if I don't double my socks and walk without fear. An excited man whom gives you every warmth. And a woman who cared so much to see how it all f...

Did what I could with those pieces of eight I'd been waiting to see, in fear they would never be enough for all my needs, and now I have got my stuff together I'm off to the Bahnhof via Molepoort and the Ratthaus. Bye Nijmegen and your untroubled soul. It is back too weak for the many. Must quickly see Venlo the town of the incident William  Boyd's Restless where the SIS got trapped, framed etc - double double agent. My alarm didn't go off but that isn't relevant. Brisk walk, €10.50 into Limburg, with a kerstkoek and coffee. Time is such a slave master. Last night I realised all decisions have ceased being made by people but often it is people that suffer when any analysis abandons people for the whimsical system and its brutal demands. If the money was in a bottomless pit I would continue to Le Puy-en-Velay from the east and perhaps relive the uniqueness of the French Camino once more. But I cannot walk so far nor so fast and I would put a gun against my temple s...