Category Archives: Thomas Coryat

The Walk to Duisburg

This far into the journey a potential 40 kilometre walk holds few fears, and though the hills and mountains that have formed my backdrop in the mid Rhine have gone and i’m preparing for the flatlands of Holland there is … Continue reading

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Tatort in Dusseldorf, following the money

Late Sunday sun on Ratinger strasse in Dusseldorf, close to the river, and I am sitting on a bench at the Goldenen Einhorn, the Golden Unicorn, number 18 and built in 1630 – though in those days I assume the … Continue reading

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A little Cruditie

I felt bad taking the train to Dusseldorf until I discovered that Tom had taken a boat all the way from Cologne to Rees, and he’d ganged up with a bunch of Englishmen who he travelled with for the rest … Continue reading

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Cologne and the Gunpowder Plot

One final detail. On his last day in Cologne Tom saw, somewhere in the city, a portrait of the Jesuit Priest, Henry Garnett, who had been executed in London in 1606 in controversial circumstances. After his hanging it was claimed … Continue reading

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At Cologne Cathedral

The situation of Colen is very delectable… Their Cathedrall Church which is dedicated to St. Peter is a goodly building, but it is a great pittie that it is so imperfect. For it but halfe ended. Doubtlesse it would be … Continue reading

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Post Chamberlain, the Clash Years

Cologne at 5.30am for geo-spatial reasons which don’t involve being a Time Lord, though I have been in conversation with a pair of Afrikaans who tease me about the riots and the rugby. It is a good time to see … Continue reading

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On not getting started, again

Dordrecht, September 15. Above me on the wall in green faux handwriting a long quote from Francis Bacon’s “Of Gardens”. It begins GOD Almighty first planted a garden. And indeed it is the purest of human pleasures… This has been … Continue reading

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AUGUST 2011

The final leg begins: Koblenz to Flushing in Holland.

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Circular St. Goar

An early Biedermann heavy frustuk. A glamourous blonde German woman of the later years says: “I hope you jogged,” when I explain where I have walked from. In the wi-fi annex I meet Antonio, an Australian travelling with his wife. … Continue reading

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I’m Not Singing in St. Goar

The first thing that changed things was the dog, a dachshund called Spritz. It is late and after a grandish dinner in a place on Bacharach’s market square, a dark woody restaurant where elderly German Warrrior Queens with unfeasibly large … Continue reading

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