Saturday Morning, Düsseldorf

Saturday morning in Düsseldorf. The washing is done, time for a bike ride to Holland. It's a little grey and drizzly, but nothing too extreme. This will be the first bike ride without being able toRead more
Saturday morning in Düsseldorf. The washing is done, time for a bike ride to Holland. It's a little grey and drizzly, but nothing too extreme. This will be the first bike ride without being able toRead more
In any case, I carry on to Kaarst.
Geese for sale and I'm lost.
Pentair. Where have I heard that name before?
From Korschenbroich I follow a sign to Mönchengladbach. The centre is swarming with football fans wearing black and green. I don't stop and take a picture; I realise I've been heading south-west,Read more
A buss station. Utopia. Quite!
Lost in Dyck and the light -- in so far as there was any -- is starting to fade.