Today we hiked to Ibbenbüren, a name easy to remember because it sounds like the name of the widely used painkiller ibuprofen. I wanted to follow the Töddenweg. I did make some detours. Using the GPS, I made a lot of abbreviations, perhaps sometimes less beautiful roads, or with more traffic, but I walked more 

Gonny and Niek were so kind to bring me to Bad-Bentheim, where I asked at the Informations Bureau how exactly the Töddenweg was indicated. Do you want to speak Dutch or German, asked the friendly man behind the counter. I chose Deutsch because Übung macht den Meister.( practice makes you a master). It was nice 

Beautiful weather. After a very pleasant stay at Rilo and Matthieu’s in Haaksbergen I trotted down lanes and paths into the direction of Hengelo, toward Mignon and Serge. About 7 years ago Mignon was an intern for a year in our medical office in Mechelen, during her education for becoming a General Practitionar. Mignons parents-in-law, 

After a good night in a farm guesthouse “de Hofkamer” in Halle during the superfluent (?) breakfast I checked the route on the i-pad. I listed all street and city names on a scrap, payed the landlady, took a picture of the two of us and off we go. With my belly well filled with 

Mother in law in front of her pictures/Also pictures of my own grandchildren, so very nice Tosca has no problem with cold. Always in icy water Grumpy or mysterious weather?Routes and memoy-boards of the 2nd World war, among others at Groesbeek A good decision to leave pony Leon home Tolkamer. Dutch villages are pretty too 

Yesterday an of course pleasant stay at college friend Cees and Leonoor’s in Nijmegen. Excellent lasagna dish of which they allowed me to take extra unabashedly. I do believe 2 or 3 times. Apart from a few regular beers and non-alcoholic drinks I also got a whole bottle of cola and water for the night.