3 June 2009 Munster Germany

I read my sister’s e-mail about her son being the salutatorian of his senior class and receiving a four year scholarship to the college of his choice. How absolutely wonderful. He’s my godchild, you know. I sure wish I could have made it to his graduation. Today my plan was to leave Netersel, Toos and her family. I got up, took a shower, ate breakfast and started packing my motorcycle. That usually takes a while when you dig thru all your bags. I’m starting the fouth leg of my journey. The first was Saint Paul, Minnesota to Toronto, Canada, second; Tronto, Canada to London, England, third; London to France, Belguim, and Holland and the fourth; Holland to the Russian Federation. So today required me pulling out new maps and putting away old maps. Another thing that happens when you stay too long in one spot is you become entrenched and your belongings get scattered and spread about and it’s easy to leave things behind when you decide to leave. So I checked twice after I had my motorcycle loaded that I didn’t leave anything behind. Toos took a few pictures of me while I was working away. She was amazed that everything I carry fits on my bike. So before I left I took a few pictures of Toos’ sculptures, garden and house. I put Matilda back in her mount on the handlebars for her test run. I rode into Bladel, Holland to visit Toos’ youngest son’s, Chip's, Cafeteria. She found him in the city center or center of town. You can eat in or carry out from his cafeteria. It’s kind of like a Tasty Freeze but European style. Different meats, submarine sandwiches, chips/french fries, cold drinks and ice cream goodies. He fixed a submarine sandwich for me with fries, a drink and some special Dutch meats. Everything tasted great to a guy who is handicapped when it comes to preparing food. Just when I was finishing off my last morsel, in walks Toos on her way to her class. Today is her last day and when she graduates she will be called Dr. Toos, the name I gave her. She heals people thru the energy of her stones and meditation. A moment or two after Toos arrives so does her son’s wife and two children. So I was able to say goodbye to everyone at once. Tonn walked me out to my motorcycle, told me how to get out of town and shook my hand and said goodbye. I thanked him for his lunch and hospitality and left. I stopped down the road a bit and typed a new town into Matilda before I left: Bladel. So she successfully guided me from Netersel to Bladel past Eindhoven, Holland to the German cities of Venlo, Geldern, Wesel, Haltern, and to my campsite. Traveling was a lot less stressful today with Matilda up and operating. The campground I’m in tonight is a nice clean one. I still have to find out if it has a toilet paper in the bathroom... Just back from the latrine and toilet paper is provided, at least in this campground.