Local Heart, Global Soul

June 14, 2019

Getting Your Game On…

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

The next section of the 2017 Garderen Sand Sculpture exhibition was the “competition’ section. The competition is of course long since over but I had fun attempting to find the answers from these sand sculpture clues.

Some I took a random guess at, others I don’t know at all so if you recognise any of these, or think that some of my guesses are incorrect, please don’t hesitate to let me know.

Likewise if you have some of your own random guesses or suggestions then fire away with those too. Even if they are incorrect they might jog someone else’s memory.

After searching the Garderen website for an answer list and finding none, I emailed the sculpture event site to request a list of the answer. That was several months ago and I have received no reply to date.

The first one was easy because it’s one of my daughters favourite games. I know it as “Ludo” and for a children’ game it’s pretty ruthless.

How many times have I been around the entire board, sitting a few squares from the safety of “home” and “all‘ Kiwi Daughter needed was to throw a six, then another six, then a two to get me off an send me back to square one.

Three guesses what the kid would throw… yes, a six, followed by a six and then a two!

I mean this kind of thing would not happen just once or twice but game after game after game. My daughter has a knack of throwing what she needs in this game… it’s uncanny.

I learned the hard way not to get too confident if I had three of my four “men” in home either. Even if she was having a rare run of bad luck and only had one in home herself, more often than I could count she would not only throw what she needed to get my one remaining man off, but could then throw enough sixes (that entitle a player to anther turn) in a row to not just catch me up but beat me to the finishing post.

Himself chalked up more wins as a percentage than I ever could but  there can be no contesting that Kiwi Daughter reigns supreme when it comes to this game and not even she knows how she does it. (unless unbridled confidence is a factor).

(Number 1) The name of the game is: “Mens erger je niet”  which literally translates as: “Do not get angry/upset, man/people” and is kind of an apology for when you kick someone’s piece off the board. That said, in our house no-one is ever very apologetic about it, it’s a ruthless game after all.  If the Kiwidutch home, if you can handle loosing a lot at the hands of a magic dice throwing Kiwi Daughter, it’s a fun game too.

Wikipedia / Mens erger je niet (Ludo) / Board Game

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(Number 2) It’s safe to say that this one must be: “Pacman

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(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(Number 3) Not sure about the name of this one… some sort of fishing?

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(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(Number 4)  “Who Am I

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(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(Number 5) Our favourite set of wooden blocks…”Jenga

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(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(Number 6) I guessed this one by the balls in the background: “Bingo” (probably?)

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(photograph © Kiwidutch)

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(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(Number 7) I don’t have the first clue about this next one… (Himself couldn’t help here either). Suggestions welcome.

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

June 2, 2013

This Is As Close As I Will Ever Get To Walking On Water…

Filed under: BELGIUM,Mechelen,PHOTOGRAPHY — kiwidutch @ 1:00 am
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(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

I mentioned in one of my recent Mechelen posts a few days ago that we crossed a foot-bridge opposite Vismarkt in the centre of Mechelen in order to grab some goodies from the supermarket located on the other side.

After this we got distracted by the Paradijs, Sint Joseph and Duivelshuis   but soon we were back tracking down the Haverweft, past the supermarket and the footbridge because we knew we needed to go in this general direction to get back to the car and we were very intrigued by something we had spotted earlier.

The canal is a wide one, in this section of it there would easily be room to moor large craft on either side and still sail a third between them.

Therefore someone has come up with a brilliant use for this space: a walkway has been built over the water, raised on stilts so it’s possible to walk below street level also under several bridges.

It’s also decently long, extending from Hertshoonstraat  all the way down to the bridge at Vijfhoek. The walkway is called the “Dijlepad”, and since it’s a beautiful day we decide to take a little walk along the water.

There is one tiny drawback that I soon discovered: large sections of the boards spring up and down a little when other people pass. It’s certainly nothing excessive, it’s like a tiny rocking motion of a boat moored in the water. Usually this would represent no problem but using a crutch to walk and having less than perfect balance at the moment, I found it a little disconcerting.

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

Despite the fabulous weather we only shared the walkway with three other sets of people and I opted to hold onto the handrail as they went by and since I walk slowly they all outpaced us very quickly. This is my physiotherapy exercise for today… and I have my work cut out as it’s a decent distance.

There are beautiful views of the buildings along the canal… many of them centuries old and in various states of repair. We saw renovation work going on in quite a few places. At one point I was taking photos and walking slow so Himself and our friend waited for me to catch up.

When I reached them our friend said “see the big fish on that building!”   Despite repeated directions as to where to look, try as I  might I could not see any big fish at all.

Then we worked it out… there is a handrail at street level above us, she  is standing at a different angle and can see the fish  but from where I’m standing,  the metalwork obscures it from my line of sight. I shift around  a few steps  and the fish appears. I’m not going mad after all.

Under one of the bridges I notice that the storm water pipes from the bridge and street above stick out very close over the walkway. It might be tricky to be on the walkway in a cloudburst…  and further down a very old building with a tree growing out the side of it, the roots are embedded into the wall and it’s hanging on in a most precarious manner… We joked that this is probably the closest we are ever going to get to walking on water… and set out to enjoy the sunshine…

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

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(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

 

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