Into the Eifel, aboard the Vulkan-Express

Steaming through the Eifel on a Sunday afternoon. What more could I want? The Eifel, one of my favorite regions. Steam trains, a reminder of my childhood. A lovely journey on a narrow-gauge railway, starting near the River Rhine, continuing along the Brohltal, deep into the Eifel.

Bonn’s Cherry Blossoms

For quite some time, I have been thinking that I should write a blog post about Bonn. In the first few years that I lived here, I went to see almost everything it had to offer, but I never wrote about it. Blogging came later in my life. And now, I often use Bonn as the perfect base for discovering Europe and places that I never dreamt I would so easily be able to visit. One day I will write about Bonn, there is so much I would like to tell you. But not today. Instead, I will just share some pictures that I took in the old town last night, which show one aspect of its beauty.

An overnight stay in Eastbourne

I am sat on a ferry reflecting on a lovely couple of weeks in England. One of the highlights was a short break in Eastbourne, where the four of us stayed in the Cavendish hotel.

The Watercress Line

You are never far from a steam railway when you are in Great Britain.

Driving through the Eifel

I wanted to squeeze one more drop of snow out of this winter, and headed for the local hills. I drove through a landscape that sometimes reminds me of the English Cotswolds, although in reality, it is very different to the English Cotswolds.

Reflections from Bavaria

I downloaded a dozen or so podcasts, jumped in my car and headed south in search of inspiration for my writing and photography.

Between Storms

Not long after Storms Gertrude and Henry, and hours before Storm Imogen, I was able to pop out for a little while to remind myself that this is still a beautiful part of the world, despite a seemingly endless succession of storms this winter.