GRATIS en low budget uitjes met kinderen: regio Overijssel 1/2


Bleep, bleep! De zomervakantie komt er (weer) aan! 6 weken lang het grut letterlijk aan je broek vastgeniet. Heerlijk! Geen zorgen, in dit artikel heb ik de leukste uitjes verzameld die je óók met een klein budget kunt doen. Geen reden meer om thuis te blijven; lekker de deur uit met de kids!  Lees snel verder!


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Roofvogelshow Volkspark Rijssen 

Elke woensdagmiddag van 14:00 uur tot 15:00 uur is er - geheel gratis-  een roofvogel show in het Volkspark Rijssen te zien. 

Op deze middag kunt u zien en horen hoe de vogelhandlers  met deze prachtige vogels vliegen.

Dus als u zelf wilt zien hoe deze mooie  vogels vliegen, of als u een (hobby) fotograaf bent, dan heeft u hier natuurlijk ook de gelegenheid om mooie foto’s van de vogels te maken. Ook voor de kids is dit zeker een aanrader; zij leren enorm veel over roofvogels en kunnen deze prachtige dieren van dichtbij bekijken. 


Entree: GRATIS

Rolstoel toegankelijk: ja.


Adres: Albertsdijk 207461 BW Rijssen





Avontura Twentehallen (Enschede)

Avontura staat voor een dag vol plezier. Er is vanalles te doen:  er is een heuse klimvulkaan, een enorm netwerk van klimtouwen, buizen, obstakels en glijbanen, een rodelbaan, een voetbalveld, een ruimte met gigantische bouwblokken, een Xbox 360 met kinect spellen en nog veel meer! Tip: ga zo vroeg mogelijk op de dag. Rond 12 uur stroomt het snel vol! 


Volwassenen: Gratis

Kinderen vanaf 4 jaar: € 7,75 p.p.

Peuters 1 tot en met 3 jaar: € 4,95 p.p.

Baby's tot en met 1 jaar: Gratis 


Het complex is rolstoel toegankelijk. Er is tevens een magnetron aanwezig om flesvoeding en/of gekolfde melk op te warmen. 


Openingstijden: dagelijks van 09:00 uur tot 18:00 uur


Adres: De Reulver 120 7544 RT Enschede





Techniek museum HEIM

Boor zout op met een enorme flipperkast, draai aan een 'spijkermotor' en bekijk die vervelende flitspaal eens van dichtbij. Dit en nog veel meer ontdek je in de verschillende museumzalen die gaan over textiel, machine- en werktuigbouw, elektrotechniek en telecommunicatie. De bovenste verdieping is ingericht voor kinderen. Speel in het Spel der Techniek of ga aan de slag met K'nex of speel in de puzzelhoek.

Het complex is rolstoelvriendelijk en beschikt over een lift. De lift is niet geschikt voor een scootmobiel. Er zijn rolstoelen aanwezig in het museum. Hulphonden zijn ook toegestaan.


Kinderen vanaf 3 jaar en volwassenen: €7,50 p.p

Tot en met 3 jaar: Gratis


Openingstijden: dagelijks van 12:00 uur tot 17:00 uur


Adres: Industriestraat 9 7553 CK Hengelo 





Belevingspark het hof van Eckberg

Hof van Eckberge  is een belevingspark. Je kunt er  lasergamen in de jungle of discobowlen. Het maakt niet uit of het regent of niet: er is zowel binnen als buiten genoeg te doen. In de mini dierentuin volg je het 'belevingspad'. Wandel langs schattige en bijzondere beesten als prairiehondjes, nandoes en wasberen. Energiekelingen leven zich uit op de speel- en klimtoestellen binnen, op de trampolines en de kabelbaan buiten of ravotten en spelen met water in het strandpark. Het park heeft diverse voorzieningen, zoals rolstoel-toegankelijk bowlen.


Kinderen tot en met 3 jaar: Gratis

Kinderen vanaf 3 jaar en volwassenen: €5,00 

Openingstijden: In de schoolvakanties is het park dagelijks geopend vanaf 10:00 uur. Buiten de vakanties wijken de openingstijden doordeweeks als volgt af: Woensdag geopend tot 19:00 uur - Donderdag geopend tot 20:00 uur - Vrijdag, zaterdag en zondag geopend vanaf 10:00 uur. 

Adres: Lintveldseweg 1a 7151 NK Eibergen





Kids city 

Klimmen, klauteren en glijden in de grote indoor speeltuin van drie verdiepingen hoog. Durf je langs het museum vol piraten en schatten? Moe van het spelen en dansen in de kinderdisco? Kom even op adem in de kinderbioscoop. Voor kinderen tot 4 jaar is er een eigen Pamperzone. Dit is een speeltuin vol zachte speeltoestellen. 


Volwassenen: € 1,95 p.p.

Kinderen: € 4,95 p.p.Peuters: € 4,95 p.p.


Wanneer volwassenen op vrijdag voor 11:00 uur binnenkomen, is de entree gratis. Na 11:00 uur betalen de volwassenen het volledige bedrag. Voor opa's en oma's is er altijd een gratis kopje koffie.


Openingstijden: maandag en dinsdag alleen tijdens vakantie open. Op woensdag open van 12:00 uur tot 18:00 uur (tijdens de vakantie vanaf 10:00 uur en tot 19:00 uur). Donderdag open tot 17:00, in vakanties tot 19:00 uur.


Adres: 't Wooldrik 4 7621 AH Borne





Speelkasteel Cobus 

Kinderen tot en met 10 jaar  vermaken zich daar de hele dag met glijbanen, een ballenbad, kruipbuizen, touwbruggen en zelfs een eng spookhuis. Helemaal in de nok van het kasteel woont Cobus de Uil, die een bezoek van de kinderen heel leuk vindt. In Bella's Smulhoek kunnen de kinderen en hun ouders wat eten en drinken. Er is ook een zwemparadijs  voor kinderen van alle leeftijden.

Volwassenen: € 2,50 p.p.

Kinderen: € 2,50 p.p.

Peuters: Gratis

Kinderen tot twee jaar mogen gratis naar binnen. 


Openingstijden: seizoensafhankelijk, kijk hier op de website: https://www.zandstuve.nl/speelkasteel-indoor-speeltuin/


Adres: Grote Beltenweg 3 7794 RA Rheeze





Uilen demonstratie Dragonheart

Ooit een uil zien vliegen? Of een uil vastgehouden? Kom naar de uilendemonstratie van Dragonheart en geniet van deze vogels in de Uilentuin. De medewerkers van Dragonheart geven graag uitleg over de verschillende soorten uilen. Neem ook een kijkje in de middeleeuwse Ridderwinkel! De uilendemonstraties zijn alleen mogelijk op woensdagen in maart tot en met oktober.


Volwassenen: € 3,00 p.p.

Kinderen: € 3,00 p.p.

Peuters: Gratis

Genoemde prijzen gelden voor de uilenshow. Kinderen tot twee jaar gratis entree. 

Pinnen is helaas geen mogelijkheid.


Vanaf 1 maart tot en met 31 oktober is Dragonheart op woensdag open van 14:30 uur tot 17:00 uur, met om 15:00 uur een uilenshow.


Adres: Stroinksweg 90 7542 PJ Enschede





Taman Indonesia 

Kijk niet op als er een wonderschone Balispreeuw voorbij vliegt of als er een Muntjak, een kleine hertensoort, langskomt op zoek naar voedsel. In het dierenpark Taman Indonesia vind je heel veel bijzondere dieren uit Indonesië.


Volwassenen: € 8,50 p.p.

65+: € 7,50 p.p.

Kinderen: € 5,00 p.p.Peuters: Gratis

Kinderen tot en met twee jaar gratis. De kinderprijs geldt voor kinderen tot en met twaalf jaar.


Openingstijden: van 1 april tot en met 31 oktober 10:00 uur tot 18:00 uur.

Er zijn ook enkele rolstoelen te huur in het park. Het is handig om deze telefonisch te reserveren.


Adres: kallenkote 53 8345 HE Kallenkote





Speelpark de hoge boekel

Kom naar hartelust spelen in het geheel vernieuwde speelpark het Hoge Boekel. In dit gezellige familiepark staan de leukste speeltoestellen opgesteld. Bekende 'oude' speeltoestellen en flitsende nieuwe attracties: het Hoge Boekel biedt voor het hele gezin een gezellig dagje weg. Maak een avontuurlijke rit met het spoortreintje of de safari-jeep door het park, geniet van een avontuurlijke zweefvlucht over het water in de kabelbaan en probeer de gekste sprongen op de luchtkussens en trampolines.


Volwassenen: € 3,00 p.p.

65+: Gratis

Kinderen: € 6,00 p.p.

Peuters tot 2 jaar: Gratis


Dit uitstapje is toegankelijk voor mindervaliden.  Let op: voor sommige attracties betaal je €0,50ct per keer. Koop je voor €5,- muntjes, krijg je 2 muntjes GRATIS. 


Adres: Hogeboekelerweg 410 7532 RE Enschede



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Requiem: Chapter 6
- Inspector Norino Vastai, for the umpteenth time, read the note sent to him by post. Notwithstanding the effort that his colleagues had made to track down the sender of the message, these attempts had not yielded anything. It would also have proved impossible to detect the person in question through the specific location from which the message was sent. The laser coding of the shipment indicated that the letter was posted in P.O. Box 2509 Sanctuary. But even with the many fixed cameras in the streets or the mobile spybots that were surveillance some parts of the city, one couldn't screen the mailboxes all. Perhaps this would have been possible, knowing that one had to keep an eye on that mailbox if one had programmed a number of cameras in advance. After examining the relevant postbox, it turned out that it was just in a blind spot of the fixed cameras.. Coincidence or intended? Not that Norino Vastai could not initially 'read' the text or that he did not know who had written those roaring strange words. The databases of before the ' Great War' were fortunately preserved for humanity and had already revealed to him the name of the original writer of these words. They had given up that he had in hand an extract of Mozart's Requiem. Unfortunately, the translation of this text was not available in the databases of the Security Service and it was a language he was not able to. The history before the destruction of a part of the world was a piece of relic and a silent witness how man had helped his own demise. There were books, pieces of music, biographies, photographs of monuments and sights and many other things kept in these databases. He looked at the jolly handwriting and read the note again. Dies irae, dies illa Solvet seaeclum in favilla, Test David cum Sybilla. Quantus tremor and futurus. Quando Judex Cuncta strict discurrus. The Fingerprints service could not have discovered anything useful on the paper. It was of a recycled type that was sold everywhere — real paper had become very expensive — and the chemical research on the ink or possibly DNA on the paper had not revealed anything.. No rare type of ink that could send them in a particular direction or store. Just a flawlessly described piece of paper without traces. Lucky in an accident that one of his colleagues had studied classical and debilitated languages in addition to his diploma in criminology and a few other certificates in his youth.. A dead language such as Latin was no longer included in the teaching schedules of the New World. The main language was English, both in business and in the scientific world, even the people in the medical sector who used many Latin terms at the beginning of the 21st century had abandoned. But now Norino was happy to call on that piece of knowledge of that colleague. By the way, a translation agency would be an extra post on its monthly expense report, which the management would just skimp on and skimp on.. Today, every penny had to be accounted for, to the extreme. That is why he now read on an attached digital note from his colleague, the typed translation of this anonymous strange message: Day of wrath, that day of days Which will set the world to ashes, As David and Sybilla testify What fear will there be, If the Judge will come, To judge everything just. For completeness, his colleague and translator had added to it: 'Extract and translation from the “Requiem” by Mozart. Norino Vastai would never have passed 'this' message. But at the bottom of the Latin text there was a question in swirling letters. A question that was not asked in Latin. It was written in Norino's national language. Those words he'd read at least ten times made the Chief Inspector frown the eyebrows worried. Who's next after Suzy Chang? ………. He was in lotus position naked on a grey cold concrete ground. Motionless like a mannequin or a wax image. The eyes closed. Only the vertical and horizontal movements behind his closed eyelids testified that this was not a doll but a living creature and that this person was apparently in the phase of rem sleep. Images of blood, crying and screaming filled his dreams. A smile lay sprayed around his lips. He heard the begging and praying for forgiveness, the weeping of his victims in the realization of their sins. Sinners he had put on the right path. A person who saw his mistakes and begged forgiveness was given the appropriate grace. The grace of death. Obliterating their crimes in washing their own blood, that was the only way to cleanse them of their sins. Between his hands resting relaxed on his knees his erection was clearly visible. So he stayed in his world of horror and death. For about half an hour without giving any appearance sign of life, he remained in the same position. Then suddenly he stood in one smooth motion straight from his sitting position and at the same time opened the eyes. Before him stood a small elevated, a kind of altar on which he had exhibited various objects. On each side of these objects were four candles that cast creepy shadows on the rough walls in the dim space around him. His naked figure was projected in a multitude on the walls of those walls. A luguber shadow play. He caressed with reverence over the altar and the things he had collected. Fetishes, proofs of his victories, the lost sheep, the rescued herd. How long had he been trying to bring the deceived to the right path. He carefully picked up a strand of hair that he had wrapped in a transparent plastic film, opened the package and smelled with passion to the hair, folded the foil back and put it back in place. So he did with all the objects lying on the altar. ‘ Exaudi orationem meam, ad te omnis caro veniet. Listen to my prayer; to You all the flesh comes , 'he contemplated in Latin while he took a piece of skin the size of a coin in his hands and sacrificed to the photograph that stood at the back of the altar. After performing these rituals, he took the Nihonto from the holder who also stood on the altar and pulled it out of the scabbard he put back in the holder on the altar. He turned to the right where there was another door. A door that led to another room as dim as the room with the altar. On a hook on the left side of the door hung a large white cloth that he draped over him. Two holes in the canvas at the level of his eyes made it possible for him to find his way. He opened the door to that other room and left his personal intimate temple. On heavy chains that were fixed in the wall hung a man. When the white form entered the room, the man had barely moved his head. Yet he had heard something and there was a whimpering sound from his throat that cut through bone and marrow. It was fear that was squeezed out of the prisoner's throat. A sound that slowly swelled as the white form approached. …….. I wiped tired but satisfied the sweat from my eyes. After an intensive workout during which I have all the movements of the ' Kami Akai 'had performed in a false fight against my imaginary opponent, my stress was' almost 'completely eliminated. A series of 120 movements flowing into each other in perfect symmetry was the basis of a martial arts in which I was trained from the age of seven.. Although there were combinations that consisted of fewer movements depending on whether they had to be applied to a particular situation, I had completed the whole series out of frustration and physical necessity. Both my body and my mind needed this. Actively respond in a practice session made up of defensive but also offensive movements. The interaction always had a calming effect on me. It was an interaction of various functions of the body. The eye reflexes that had to react to a countermotion, the breathing control in connection with the understanding of the fighting situation in case one had to deal with a real opponent, everything was important. All these things had to respond to each other in such a way that at the end of the session people felt a lot better because of the released endorphins. A positive reaction to the mass of negative aggression that one had built up in one's system during a certain period. That was the only right path to balance according to my father Arturo Mitsukai, who had also been my teacher in the ' Kami Akai' . Freely translated means Kami Akai the Red Spirits. The practitioner of this martial art must be like a spirit. Quickly and invisibly, at one moment still facing his opponent, looking down the next as victorious on his flown opponent. The red of Akai represents the power of the sun. The force with which one strikes, the heat of the energy that is released by which one sends the enemy. It wasn't just that this time I had the dojo ' Shogi 'had chosen for my training. It was also the dojo where some of the members of the Skeelers practiced their martial arts. Ji Lang, an old acquaintance, who had been trained together under the same Master since my tenth year of life, came by regularly and he was the person who might be able to help me. Today he had an appointment at four o'clock in the afternoon. This information was obtained at the counter by throwing my natural charms into the ring. Sometimes this gave even better results than a round of fighting. Just a fifteen minutes of sweating out on the treadmill and then I had some pressing questions to ask. Ji entered the dojo at four o'clock. He owned the Red Circle just like me. The second best ' Kami'. Het waren maar de meesters die na het dragen van de Red Circle gedurende vele jaren uiteindelijk de kans kregen om de Golden Circle earnable. The red sun that becomes a golden sphere at its strongest and at its highest point. Therefore, this was also the highest award in the Kami Akai, the best being among the best. Na een periode van het verdedigen van de Red Circle kon men volgens de regels van de Kami Akai nog een tiental proeven afleggen, een soort eindexamen. Those who succeeded flawlessly got the Golden Circle. This was for each of them a test of their years of experience and knowledge gained in this martial arts. So it was not surprising that it was only a few who were given this honour. I came to Ji and bowed with my right hand pressed against my heart. Ji smiled and greeted back. “My deepest condolences Yukiko,” were his first words. I thanked him for his condolences. It became a mechanical reaction. So many people had already done this and although I did not doubt their words, my reaction came out without thinking about it, I did not want to go into it more deeply. I just hoped that with that would not be offended. 'It's been a long time since we met, 'Ji continued. “What brings you here today? What out of shape or something, “he teased me. We could always have liked each other, my father had always found him a docile and promising pupil. 'On the contrary, today I feel really in shape, maybe I'll win from you, 'I challenged him teasing. Ji Lang could not dismiss that challenge and pointed with a grinning glance at the free mat on his left. We took our starting position, greeting according to the rules and started moving around like two tigers in a grazing phase. Both Ji and myself first tried a few feints. This to test the action and reaction of the opponent. I had previously experienced that Ji was sometimes a little too confident and usually went into the attack rather quickly. That's why he regularly got a little too close to my stroke range. I had to take into account, of course, that it could be a feint or provoking maneuver. I tried out an attacking movement and got the wind immediately and also a sample of the power that lurked behind his dangerous left. Had I forgotten that famous left of his for a moment. I felt the power of the Kami Akai and counted some asterisks, shook my head and restated my defense. However, I feigned that I was not immediately obtained from his attack. Ji walked wide open with both eyes in my stuffed trap. This time anyway! I dodged his little left, felt the power just above my head in the air powerlessly burst and disappear. With a mowing leg movement, Li was flown by me. Then, of course, he asked for a rematch and, after a longer batch of sensing, won the feints and finally I lay on my stomach in a hold that comes just before the final blow. It was a battle with some masterpieces of Kami Akai and the casual attendees stopped training during the battle to follow this event between two Red Circles. We got an appreciating applause ourselves after each round. After the second game, I used my arms to make the crossed motion over my chest as a sign that I was holding the contest. We both had won a contest each and that was good for my next step, especially after Ji Lang had been able to write the final victory on his palmares. After we had refreshed a bit, as we had agreed before after the game, we met again in the entrance hall of the Shogi. “Hey, Ji, can I offer you something at the bar, to celebrate us again?? Is milk still your favorite drink, 'I laughed. Ji frowned played indignant the eyebrows. “What a dumb question Yu, you know this white stuff is the ultimate drug for me.“It was his joke, with which he had put many on the wrong foot. Those who didn't know him thought he was talking about cocaine, but Ji was dead serious when he talked about his glass of milk. “Let it come, Yu, I won't turn it down. Let's party!Involuntarily I thought of Gekko with his strange language exclamations. However, Ji spoke a lot better English. Both Chinese and Japanese had rather problems with the pronunciation of English, despite the fact that in the 22nd century English was used as a language everywhere because of the multicultural communities in both the Old and the New World. At the bar we both told our experiences of the last year after he once again argued his sincere condolences in the loss of my parents. We picked up some memories that did us both good. To break the ice a bit this was always a good method. But in the end, I asked him why I came here. “You lost a few friends at the Skeelers, I thought you'd read?'I started grazing. “Ah, don't open my mouth, a very distasteful thing, Yukiko. It's still my head that Myo and Dakai are gone. Losing your life in such a bloody way. Mutilated and then eventually decapitated, I just can't think about it. If I could get my hands on the perpetrator, I don't know if I could control myself. Then I wouldn't stop before the final blow!’ He looked at his glass of milk with an evil look and for a moment I thought that the glass in his firm grip would splash apart, so white the knuckles on his hand. 'Ji, I don't know if this is a coincidence, it's almost impossible, but my parents died the same way. Maybe we can try to find out a little bit more together because what I've heard from the Security Service is anything but worth mentioning, you'd almost think they're withholding things..’ Ji Lang looked at me for a while and I let him make his decision in silence. “If you share your info with me, why shouldn't I, maybe it won't work out, maybe it will, but I agree with you that the people of the Security Service want to cover up these things. Maybe this business is just beyond their hats. What have they achieved so far. Nothing, zero, nada!’ I told him about my visit to Gerekko Dai and mentioned the illegal intrusion into the Security Service system. Ji pulled a count the eyebrows up, but the smile on his lips, made me after some hesitation reassured further speak. “That Stephen March, he might know a little more? Do you have any elements in these murders that might take us a little further?? “I might have something better...., 'he let in the silence that followed these words build up the tension and looked at me with the head slightly obliquely, straight in the eye, 'A Skeeler has seen the abduction of Myo and Dakai and may have some more information about that murderous beast. Who knows, it might be something that might help us track down the killer.!’ Now I looked him in my turn right in the eye. “So you also want to, just as I do to start an independent investigation into the murderer or murderers, I understood this correctly?’ Ji nodded. 'I don't get any support for this with the other Skeelers ’ he said, “you know the government is not so on gang-forming and so. They allow us to turn a blind eye, as long as we walk within the lines drawn out to them. But my friend I spoke to is probably the only one who thinks otherwise. By the way, we founded together a small import-export company in artifacts that brings a lot of profit.’ I got some hope, you never know, all the little clues might have gotten one good lead.“Where does he live, what's his name...?’ Ji smiled at my enthusiasm. 'Still the restless Yu as before, always straight towards the man. We've been calling him Eagle Eye for a while, ask me why? 'Why?What a obedient and docile girl I was! 'In a skirmish a dozen years ago, he lost one of his eyes, 'Ji said. 'Yet he did not sit by the suits, and with implantation of the bionic body parts that nowadays can work miracles in such a case, such a high-tech eye was implanted in him. Sometimes a human being is even better off with those intelligent implants. He simply sees a thousand times better with his new eye. Like an eagle who can see miles away, 'smiled Ji. 'Plus the extras you get with such an intelligent eye like the projection of internet data or incoming emails projected onto your retina via a link with your cell phone. And then you can't forget the zoom and recording function and a few more things I probably don't even understand. Even if you become a piece of machine, you might even be better off with two such eyes, 'Ji decided who had always been in favour of technological masterpieces. With one last sip, he emptied his drink, took his vest and beckons me. “Enough talk, come to our humble little house on the outskirts of town. By that, I naturally mean the ' Swift', the meeting place of the Skeelers. I'm just gonna introduce you to him, and we'll see if we have a useful lead. © Rudi J.P. Lejaeghere Requiem Chapter 5 or 7 - Requiem: Chapter 5 - Requiem: Chapter 7 -