Blogging hasn't been quite the pleasure for me lately that it was before. This is in part because of the time of year and all the busyness associated with it. When I'm blogging, I feel I should be doing something else and vice versa. Also, though I am aware that there are faithful readers, comments have been few and far between of late. I expect everyone else is also busy and this has never much bothered me because I could look at my stats for encouragement.
However, some new gimmick has arisen in the blog world and programmes written to hit on blogs for the sole purpose of appearing as sources listed in their blog stats, which then causes bloggers to visit the programmer's website and thus bring traffic to their sites. I'm guessing this might then generate potential income from advertising or whatever. If this is happening to your blog - do not visit their website! Google may or may not find a way to block these hits but I doubt they will manage to restore people's stats and so this has removed one of the external rewards I had for blogging.
I don't expect I will stop blogging, as I do enjoy it so much. I may just scale back. I haven't decided yet. For now, I will show you Gravensteen. The name means 'castle of the count'. It has been there in Ghent since the 11th century, but rebuilt to an extent that it is probably no longer very authentic.
Bill and I were perplexed by the spiral stairs. They were backwards, giving the advantage to right-handed, sword-wielding attackers ascending the stairs. They should spiral in the other direction in order help defend the castle.
The views from the roof were good, though.
I did have an awakening moment on this visit. When Bill went to pay our entrance fee, he asked for two seniors tickets. I found it strange that he would cheat, this not being like him at all, but I tried not to give him away. Then I looked up at the information board and made a shocking discovery, whereupon I had to say, "OMG, I really am a senior!" I've not encountered another place where being 55 entitled me to a senior's discount. Like ticking the last age box on surveys, it's just one of those reminders that time is passing.
So I need to use it well.