329/2024 – “Get Up and Get Down and Get Outside” – Travelling Fangirl in Antwerp I

Lyrics “Reasons Not to Be an Idiot” – Frank Turner, 2008

I’ve been back home from my last stint as “Travelling Fangirl” for a good week now and still haven’t shared any photos or stories. From the two Frank Turner gigs I went to or from the two cities I visited – Antwerp and Paris.

So, Antwerp. We went there because Frank Turner played a show, but also because the city itself seemed interesting enough. And it was. So lovely and with so many interesting museums / buildings / churches to see. We only were there for a day and so of course were only able to scratch the surface. I do plan to spend a whole weekend or even a bit longer there next year – preferable in the spring / summer and not November.

Let’s start with my favourite (only to be honest) museum I visited that day. The Museum Plantin-Moreteus, which is a museum about the history of book-printing and within that also about cartography. As someone who loves maps and cartography and books and who is interested in the history of things I was in my absolute nerd heaven. Which I hadn’t even expected to be to be honest. I came back out with the impulse to find non-fiction history books on a variety of subjects, which I felt I don’t know enough about. I admit I haven’t gone searching for those books yet, but I might.

Here are the two things that made my nerd heart soar a bit in this museum, both came as a surprise.

Remember the days – 20 or so years ago – when more and more fonts became available in any kind of word processors or web design software? How many do you really know of, except Times New Roman, Arial and Comic Sans? Did or do you have favourite fonts?

I always had a thing for serif fonts. Not Times New Roman in particular, but others. Georgia is my favourite these days, I think. On this blog I use a font called Libre Baskerville. I must have had a thing for the Garamond font back in the day as well. At least I remember it well. So imagine my delight to see this little label on a wall next to a glass case:

Info on Garamont as punchcutter and his font
Information on Garamond

How awesome is that? The mere idea that we are typing our thoughts in a typeface someone had thought of 400 hundred years ago?

The whole process of actually making the metal types being used for printing also was super interesting to read up on and see images off. How they standarized the types so that the letters are all spaced equally in a line / on a page and all that stuff.


The second piece on exhibition which blew my mind was the first ever atlas. Maps collected in one book. Sounds so simple these days. Well for us who learned their geography from maps hang on the wall in a school room and atlases and not through maps on a screen. No judgement for the latter, just a bit of nostalgia.

Abraham Ortelius had the idea to adjust the scale and format of maps to make them fit into one book. It wasn’t even called atlas then. They only came up with that term about 100 years later. And there it was the first ever collection of maps in one book. I did A level geography, so of course my mind was blown.

I could go on and on and on. I won’t, don’t worry. Just trust me that I had a great time and might come back to this place if I visit Antwerp next year again.

The lighting wasn’t always good enough to snap proper photos and I wondered about that and alsovabout health and safety on narrow old stairs and such until I saw this sign 🙂

Explanation why the shutters are closed: Light is the enemy of ink and textiles.
That explains it….

Anyway here are a few more photos. For some reason I can’t get the gallery working the way I’d like. Maybe in my next post.

Courtyard of the private home – now museum
A globe from whenever
A globe from… whenever
Corrections on a printed page
Even back then they needed copyediting
Old syrian typeset
They printed all kinds of languages and also sciency stuff
Close up of a map from whenever
No idea from when that map was, I just impressed by the details
Rubens Painting of Seneca
Philosopher Seneca

And yes, that painting is a Rubens. In a private home of a rich businessman back then. Because, why not?

My 2 Cents on the “Atlas (Six)” Series

This was supposed to be a “Books I read in October” post, but I only read two non-fiction books – one self-help one which was ok, a German one about various aspects of modern law, which was great – and the Atlas Series, which even though it’s three books is sort of one big story and deserves it’s own, albeit post. I’m also not sure if I’ll continue with the “books I’ve read in…” post either to be honest. We’ll see.

Books of the Atlas Triology stacked
The Atlas Series

So, the “Atlas” series I enjoyed it! All three parts, some more than others though to be fair. The first one I enjoyed probably most and the third one least, but unlike other reviews and people I talked to about it, I didn’t hate the final book. I read all three books in a row so parts of the plot and the various character developments blended and I can’t recall if that happened in book 1 or 2. Well except for everything around Libby in book 2, I guess. The final book had its flaws, I admit that. The plot was all over the place. There seemed to be a lot happening but it didn’t always move the plot forward and in parts felt rather redundant. THE experiment which was such a focus of many conversations and activities in the first two books was quite the disappointment though, wasn’t it?

But that aside I actually liked the world building in this whole story, our contemporary universe but with magic. It felt more grown-up magical as for instance Harry Potter, even though books like The Atlas Series probably wouldn’t have been possibly or successful without Harry Potter, so there is that.

I liked the variety of characters among the six (but also the supporting characters) and how they were allowed to grow and change. Not always for the better, but that’s life, I guess.

What I especially enjoyed about the series and what might make me re-read them all over time was the various ethical and philosophical issues raised and discussed all throughout. What are you / what are we as a group or society willing to do? And for what reason? What does it take?

And then of course there was Blake’s writing, which I still adore. I lack the vocabulary to explain why. I just do! So much that after a the disappointment of “We Solve Murders”, which I did not finish, because ugh, I think so much is wrong with this book, I will read Alexene Farol Follmuth (Olivie Blake in real life) second YA romance next, because I’m pretty confident I’m going to enjoy that one much much more.

301/2024 – “I Place One Foot Before the Other” – Part 03

Lyrics “One Foot Before the Other” – Frank Turner, 2011

We had a wonderful, sunny, warm late autumn day here, so of course I went off on my “pilgrimage” along a German section of the “Camino / Way of St. James” again. There will be links to the previous posts a the end of this post.

Part 3: Lengerich (Stadtfeldmark) – Greven-Schmedehausen
(KM 029 -045)
Saturday, 26 October 2024

Occasionally the trail looked quite enchanted

All in all I walked about 20 km yesterday, including 1.8 km to the starting point of this section (first to the bus stop, then from the bus stop to the spot where I left the trail last time). Then there also were 2.3 km planned detour to a fast-food place at service station near the motorway, because I’ll do those long hikes in a more relaxed state of mind when I know I can use a toilet half-way through. TMI? I don’t care. It might be purely psychological, but I’m willing to do a detour for my state of mind.

This time I did actually drive up to the region of this section, because to get back home in the evening I did not want to rely on an hourly bus (50 minutes to the train station) and another 60 minutes on a train and then still a drive home for some time.

As mentioned above the weather was lovely. Unlike the first and also the second time I – finally – managed to be less “in my head” (daydreaming, ruminating, worrying) on this third outing. A few days earlier I had listened to a 10% happier podcast from earlier this year. On this one Dan Harris talked to two psychology professors – Dr. Zindel Segal and Prof. Norman Farb about their book and their newly developed mental health technique of “Sense Foraging”. I’m not yet 100% on board with their overall idea, that focusing on what you experience through your senses helps you with overwhelm and anxiety and such and I’m also not sure if it really is different from mediation in general. They discussed that aspect on the podcast and I admit I still don’t know. I still ordered their book “Better in Every Sense” though (Because, of course, I did). Anyway, focusing on

  • the sound of my feet on the ground or the leaves I was crushing under my soles
  • the sound of various birds in the trees or vehicles passing by on the distant street
  • the twinge in my back or the sun on my face
  • the colours of the leaves and flowers or the trees’ bark

did in fact help me to be more in the moment and be less lost in thought in my head. Helped me much more than any other sort of “just be” / mediation technique I tried to apply on the first two walks.

I know, I know this sound like super-duper new-age hippie shit. But it is, what it is. What can I say?


I didn’t run into or talked to a lot of people and I was fine with that. The few encounters I had were quite lovely though. One was with another hiking couple – on a different route – who had lost their way. They were using their phone (maps / navigation) to try and find the right route again, but the phone in typical Sat-Nav voice only ever gave them useless directions, like it so often does. We had a laugh about it, when I passed them but unfortunately I couldn’t really help them as I only had my route on the map on my phone. They were still in a good mood though, when walked on.

The 2nd lovely encounter was at a private home “in the woods”, where the owners had put out a “Walkers / Pilgrims Table” with free water / hot water in a thermos / tea bags / instant coffee / cups and glasses and a sign inviting everyone to take a rest. They had a tiny donation box and also a guest book in a box; the top weighed down with a rock and a Camino scallop. Such a kind idea. Too bad I had just 5 minutes early sat down on a bench to drink some water and eat some of my provisions. I did leave a note in the guest book though.

A lovely offer for all the walkers / pilgrims

Just as I was about to head off again, one of the owners stepped out of the house and we had a bit of a chat about this wonderful idea and they enquired about where I was from and my plans on the Way and all. Turned out at some point they had done a similar thing – doing the Way in sections – and it was all in all just a lovely experience. The kindness of strangers and all that.


Here now a few more photos from the day. You should be able to see them in a higher resolution if you click on them. [It obviously only took me a couple of years to find out about the customization options of the simple gallery function on WordPress.]

After about 18 km of walking (14 on the actual Way) I reached the Dortmund-Ems Canal – a waterway, I’ll be crossing to and fro a few times for the next 40 km.

Cargo ship anchoring in the canal

As much as I in general enjoy the even and straight path along a canal, by that point I was a bit knackered and seeing the final bridge I needed to cross in the distance – ostensibly still far away – was a tiny bit discouraging. But I got there in the end and just 5 minutes later had reached my car. And I’m already planning my next outing. What can I say? I enjoy this quite a lot: the exercise and the chance to turn off my mind for a while. Not quite the contemplation (yet) one would expect on a pilgrimage, but close enough.

Last waymarker of the day

Part 02: Natrup-Hagen to Lengerich (KM 017 – 029), 13 October 2024
Part 01: Osnabrück to Natrup-Hagen (KM 000 – 017), 15 September 2024