Now for something completely different…
We were in Brugge, had parked the car and took a shortcut through ‘back streets’, no tourists, quick access, the ways I used with family, born and bred from Brugge.
It brings back so many memories, so many come alive again, walking with me.
We heard thunder, and it was closing in, we hurried, the sky still blue but big cloud-heads appearing now and ever more thunder… we were quiet confident of escaping it, but no, on the market, we only just had time to dive into the entrance of the Belfry, and the heavens opened, lightning lit up the darkened, almost flooding market.
The coaches had been uploading their passengers, the horses were nervous, the sound of hooves pounding, the heads shaking... then they were moving away, I just HAD to eternalise the eerie scene.
It was a real throwback, I became this gangly blond girl again, dancing along, holding the hand of my granddad, and of my dad, so many of my family, all taking care of me…
The pouring rain, the bubbles, the fighting clouds silenced their voices. I also became very quiet… Then, after 10 minutes, as sudden as it started, so sudden it stopped. People smiled, relieved, and continued their day, so did we, the moment gone, but the impact still there.
Yes, we do have these moments in life?
I think I captured it perfectly, the OLD Brugge.
With love to you and thanks, M, (* _ *)
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