It was a cool 2 degrees (centigrade) the last evening I spent in Ghent in January. I took a night walk, taking in the lit up buildings reflected in the still waters of the canals. There was a stillness about the ancient city enveloped by the silence of the night.
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Mozambican-born Portuguese South African; reflecting on travel, writing, editing, life, family and change that has social impact; chief wide eyed in wanderer, wonderer and bottlewasher