At noon, we went out for our walk. Mum said we were going to make a bit of a special walk! There are these festivities this weekend in remembrance of 100 years ago: the first big war: World War I. 
First you have to know that in Antwerp there is NO bridge over the river Scheldt. There only are tunnels under the river: an old and small one, we call the rabbitpipe, a newer one for the highway, one for the metro and one for pedestrians only.

At the beginning of World War I when the Germans were attacking and crossing Belgium to conquer France, people of the city of Antwerp tried to escape and were running. To escape they had to cross the Scheldt… Big problem! The army made a pontoon bridge to help the people escape. For two months, Antwerp had a bridge! Width of the Scheldt here is about 400 meters. (= 0.248548477 miles)

This weekend we are celebrating that, as far as you can celebrate a war… 😦 The Belgian and Dutch army worked together and they install a pontoon bridge on the river Scheldt. If you bought a ticket in time you can cross it on saturday and sunday… All week long we could follow preperations because we live nearby on the left bank.

So, at noon, mum said we would go to get some pics for my story-page and look if the pontoon bridge was there… (They build it and take it away again after a few hours for boats to pass, they build it again etc…)
They were making the bridge when we arrived, so mum did make a lot of pics! Then a lady was talking to us, telling us she had an airedale too, and she was petting me. Then she told that when the bridge would be ready, the king and queen woul cross the Scheldt and come to the left bank. Already, at noon! It was said to happen this evening.

Mum always says that presidents and kings and queens are people like me and you, I mean jsut like you and mum and dad. She said she would proove that to me and make a pic of me with the king. We heard all the police-man and soldiers who were inspecting where he was going to walk. So the nice lady, me and mum… we looked for a good place!

Yes, she is right my mum! She really is! My dogness!!! King passed, shaked mum’s hand, the king talked to me and he said I am a very  beautiful dog! He said: “Mooie hond”, everybody could hear that!!! And then mum said: Kita, we take a pic of you with the king and we did pose for the fototoot, me and the king! But a very quick one, so pics are not that super!

Little one! The king and you, not you and the king!! Impolite dog!

Yes, grandpa: me and the king, you say it!! He’s a nice guy! He is like you and mum and everyone. But of course he had to go on! Later we also saw the queen. 🙂 We did not talk to her, but we have a pic!

Historical day: Antwerp has a bridge for a few days and I met the king… 😉