It’s a bit strange that I got as much distance in this week as I did last week, down to one decimal place.
I honestly thought I’d get more mileage in. After all, last Wednesday (the 31st of October) is a holiday in Germany — Reformation Day, not Haloween — so this week I had my usual Wednesday commute, which I do by bike.
Still, if you look at the map, you can see that I’ll probably be able to make it to Berlin next week, if I keep the mileage up. (And, to be honest, I’ve maintained the same running distance for the last two weeks, so I think it’s time to up my running some.)
One of the nice things about this week’s run is that I got to visit, at least virtually, one of my favorite places in Germany: the Spreewald.
The Spreewald — German for the Spree Forest — is not really far from Dresden, where I live. So, every couple of years, we can visit. And, it’s a great place to visit, because it’s very different.
The way I have received the legend of this area, in eons past, the people who lived there dug canals in order to drain enough farmland to actually grow food. The result is a long network of canals that have an imperceptible current (the Spree river technically flows through here in a diverse way) and a culture of flat-bottomed boating.
The best I can tell, the traditional flat-bottomed boats are mostly for tourists now (like anything traditional and quaint, I suppose). Still, it gives the place an interesting and unique feeling.
What’s more, it’s the only place I’ve ever had fun canoeing, because you can really explore the canals in the canoe. On a lake, you never see anything that’s very new, it’s just nearer or farther away. In the Spreewald, you can make choices — do I go this way, or that way? — and around each corner, there’s something new to see.
Combine that with a long network of biking — or, for me, jogging — trails, and this is a place that I wanted to return to, even if it’s on a fantasy tour.