Oost Vlaanderen was the last leg of the Walk. West Vlaanderen was touching ancestral ground as I am born in Oostende, Brabant was admiring the beauty of the area I live in now, Oost Vlaanderen felt like home: the place where lots of my family and friends live.

Under the blue sky in a brisk winter morning four supporters started the Walk in Hemiksem, south of Antwerpen  with me in good spirits. We crossed the Schelde with the ferry. Taking a boat to cross a river is always…