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... it up the channel now.
We had a walk around the pretty town with its houses having red and white shutters and to the church. It didn't take long to walk around so we then sat outside to have a drink before getting a bit of shopping consisting of some Janvier which is a Dutch gin that we bought a couple of years ago. When we returned to ST we saw another boat had moored behind us and had a red ensign on the back. We said a quick ...
Unfortunately, just after the last blog entry, Phoebe took a tumble down some steps. She took it very well considering and although it's probably the most serious accident she's had, there was no damage done other than a scabby face which healed up really quickly. The next morning we went for a walk around the lake during a dry spell and then moved on, finding a good spot to stay just outside Triburg, famous for cuckoo clocks with a shop proudly ...
... I was desperate. They agreed and within a few hours, I had clean clothes. The delight in the little things...=)
After I had been told we needed to make reservations for dinner, we arrived at the hotel's restaurant. We were greeted by a very funny older elegant waiter who brought us the menu and he said, "we don't have menus in English but just go ahead and try to figure it out. Have fun with it!" He then rushed off. Once he came back to take our ...
... Dutch shops. This greatly distressed him but Oma had a great solution. Use the ATM stupid! Later that evening Oma treated us to the best Indonesian riisttafel we have had in years. Back home it was time to rhyme as tomorrow is the highlight of the year for children with the delightful evening of St Nick and black Peter. it may turn out to be a late night after which it is back to our soft ...
... my ticket. The old man probably didn't understand a word of what I said and looked **** scared upon my request. I tried again with a middle aged couple but got refused. It was the first time I felt that life is probably not so easy in a strange land where people hardly speak the same language.
I took my luggage and walked to the nearest market. I asked the lady at the cash counter to give me change in coins for Euro 20 note. She also refused. I lost all hope and ...