DUB Travels… (1) GDR 1986...

I love to travel. For business or pleasure, I like the international environment. On the road to France, at the airport for a business trip or on holiday just eavesdropping conversations in different languages. One learns a lot abroad and by seeing and experiencing other cultures one becomes more tolerant and understanding. At least that is my opinion. Travel was a blank spot on my blog. So let’s start with one of the most impressive trips I ever experienced. It was a school trip to former East Germany in 1986. So before the wall was chipped away after November 9th 1989. I was 18 years old back then and the trip was organized bij the German section of my high school. We were lucky to get a visa because it was refused the years before. We were given strict instructions when crossing the border and time after time it was emphasized that it was absolutely not done to laugh, do funny things behind one’s back or even to cough when die Grenztruppen were in the bus. It was because of these warnings that I was fiercely scared when I discovered that the banana given to me by my mother that laid next to my passport in my plastic bag had opened and had stained the most important document I needed. I handed over the sticky pass to the severe looking German border patrolman. He coughed and then looked at me. I did not dare to look back but his eyes kind of hypnotized me and I simply had to look back. ‘Also, behandelt man so wichtige Dokumente in den Niederlanden? Lieben Sie Ihr Land nicht?‘ It was clear that I was not supposed to answer. After the longest two minutes of my life he...