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Traveling and Writing
This website is about traveling and writing. Being on the move and being emotionally moved. Two different but interconnected things. Spotting places and losing your heart. Temples, pyramids, cities and ruins, forests and mountains, valleys and rivers, volcanoes and lakes, daily life in the streets, the world as habitat for writing.
Read on: In the year 2000
The Author
Derk Cools was born in 1939 in Den Haag / The Haque, the Netherlands. He got his degree in social geography and economics at the University of Utrecht(1958). As a civil servant with the Ministry of Economic Affairs, he developed expertise in regional (economic) planning at home and abroad. In 1994, he retired and moved to the Netherlands Antilles, the island of Curacao. Read on: Since 1995, he traveled
This website is about traveling and writing. Being on the move and being emotionally moved. Two different but interconnected things. Spotting places and losing your heart. Temples, pyramids, cities and ruins, forests and mountains, valleys and rivers, volcanoes and lakes, daily life in the streets, the world as habitat for writing.
Read on: In the year 2000
The Author
Derk Cools was born in 1939 in Den Haag / The Haque, the Netherlands. He got his degree in social geography and economics at the University of Utrecht(1958). As a civil servant with the Ministry of Economic Affairs, he developed expertise in regional (economic) planning at home and abroad. In 1994, he retired and moved to the Netherlands Antilles, the island of Curacao. Read on: Since 1995, he traveled
31 mei 2013
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28 mei 2013
Venice: some tourists
26 mei 2013
21 mei 2013
Venice, still a dream
Somebody follows me. I hear footsteps louder and faster. All of a sudden, I stand at the edge of a canal. Behind me the alley, narrow and dark, in front
of me the slowly moving floor of water. There is no way out. The dream stands behind me and pushes me into the canal. I wake up. Venice, still Venice that follows me into the night and my sleep.
16 mei 2013
Venice (Veneto), one shot
In the heart of Venice, San Marco Square. At the exit of the cathedral a beggar. A man or a woman? A pilgrim or a modern slave? Human trafficking? It's raining. She falls on her knees. I hear a deep voice, a sound. An elegy? Look at her shining rain coat. And see her sportive shoes. What about your headache and the pain in your back? What about this world? Tourism as a sort of theater.
14 mei 2013
Venice: reflections and more
13 mei 2013
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