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The Elbfeeder is not in a dock, but at a tidal terminal along the Scheldt and that is a great windfall. Right around the corner is the Berendrecht lock and on the other side are the towers of the Doel nuclear power plant.*
During the next few hours the ship sails in waning light between the banks and sandbanks of the Land of Saeftinghe and Zeeland and I take so many ridiculous pictures that I suddenly feel oppressed: am I making a tourist brochure now, or what? I put my camera away. I just want to look. It's working. After a while the pleasant feeling of freedom returns. Here no one is watching you and you are your own center between air and water. For example, I don't have to admire this beautiful landscape. I might as well turn my back and walk around for a bit. It's possible, it's the purpose of this journey that it can be done. And so I end up with a strange longing: actually I'd prefer to go to my cabin now and just read the gazette; I've had it with this romantic postcard landscape and on top of that it's getting a bit chilly. Moments later I'm sitting at my leisure reading The Latest News. Exactly what I needed.In the dark I call Starling and then the connection falls out. From now on no phone, no internet, no radio, no TV. Outside everything is black, in the distance a row of lights.I'm falling asleep like a block. I have no idea where we are. It doesn't matter.***
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