The Royal Prince of the Netherlands, his highness Bernhard has been buried in the Nieuwe Kerk at Delft. Not really buried but locked up with his recently passed away wife, the queen of the Netherlands and ancestors of 400 year history.
The ceremony was beautiful. Though I have to say that I didn't watch the church-thing. Though I must say that a Baroc church with such an enormous volume, and the glamour inside appeals to have at least quick view on the news.
At the moment when the Prince's coffin was taken from the coach and Huzars bear away the coffin to the doorstep of the Nieuwe Kerk and further, I saw 3 F16's and the last remaining Dutch spitfire doing a fly past in missing man formation. That was an emotional thing to see. In a formation of 4 planes they came flying by and when the planes were right above the church, the spitfire went vertical up into the sky and dissapeared in low hanging clouds.
It happened in a few seconds when it was over. Compare it to life. In a few seconds it can be passee (over and out, lost in the darkness of hell or light of heaven).
Bernhard lived his life to the max. He knew he had to because he did survive so much pain. In this way he was a real Dutch calvinist Prince.
Farewell
His funeral underlines the end of an era, two World Wars, a lot of pain and laughter and brings us well into the twentyfirst century.
Today I picked up cycling again. You can find more on this on IPOT.
Testing the bike, the gear and computer.
It all works and also it felt good to be out for a while. (to leave the emotions behind)
stats:
16.22 k
28.83 k/hr
33.48 min
43 k/hr (max)
515 k (total on new bike)
