To recover from my Heideggerian confrontation with "das Sein-zum-Tode", I visit this small town. Right across the market square, there's a bakery that sells the best comfort food in the world. My tummy already hurts from looking at all those real Belgian chocolate treats. Legendary!
This sight reminds me of the beginning of Antonioni's L'Avventura. In other words: again a confrontation with the majesty of nature. While standing here, I realize that water has no foundation to build on. I am overwhelmed: as human beings, we are forced to live our lives in uncertainty while facing the horizon of death.