Day 121 19 Aug 2013 Remember Tommie? Come in man ! I heard the voice of Eddie Verdriet from behind the thick wooden door with the tiny open window in the middle. I had just brought the bike to a standstill in front of his house in Deventer. Our planned 12 noon rendezvous at the local town square had been altered as I had rushed away this morning , even skipping breakfast. Rob had looked at the weather radar which showed a rain depression coming in at a fast ra...

Day 74 3 July 2013 Flying through a Sauna in Deventer My friend Rob, who is an aviation aircraft instructor, invited me to come to join him on a training session, meaning attending class. He works at a smallish airport between the cities of Apeldoorn and Deventer. The class consisted of about 15 students who aspire to become pilots one day. Lessons are conducted in English as there are foreign students amongst the Dutch, originating from the UK and Italy and p...