A day in the life of a roman frontier guard at the Rhine

A few weeks ago, while travelling, I was standing at the river Rhine, looking east. As I am a huge history geek and have at times been very obsessed with the roman empire (like I <a href="https://ads.tiktok.com/business/creativecenter/hashtag/romanempire/pc/en" rel="noopener ugc nofollow" target="_blank">guess many other?</a>). It dawned to me that I was standing at the northmost border of the Roman Empire, looking into a dense forrest, separated by a big river, now crisscrossed by bridges and ferries, connecting the two sides of Germany. In my mind, I moved back, 2000 years, just before the height of the roman empire. I imagined myself being a Roman guardsman, stationed at the Rhine (Or Rehnus as they called it), looking out into that savage world, lying just beyond. <a href="https://medium.com/@Joscerelius/a-day-in-the-life-of-a-roman-frontier-guard-at-the-rhine-af300bbf7689">Website</a>