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Today our journey ends with a drive to my cousin's house in Rockanje, Holland. We start our day with the most amazing breakfast at our hotel. It cost us five Euros but it was fantastic! It had everything you could possibly want for breakfast including coffees, teas, juices, breads and buns, sliced meats and cheeses, spreads, fresh fruits, ... eggs. Then, before leaving town ...
... helpful, except for one chubby old guy who shepherded me into a lift. Train shabbier than the Thalys one. They don't wait for long either. Belgium was wet and nothing much else. France was dry. Heavily armed gendarmes, high wired fences, greeted us at Calais. Then straight into the tunnel. Air much colder. Avoided thinking about being under the Channel ! Read my book then in half an hour we were out into English ...
... martial arts - losing patience, I land a haymaker and shove him to one side with my shoe. And then I realize that it's only me and one remaining pursuer - the pale man.
Sensing my advantage, I tell Patty to stay hidden and make a dash to the stairs, intending to climb to the observation tower. Hearing a shot ricochet off the stone walls, which I take to be a shell from a .44 Magnum, I dodge and weave, making my way up the stairs. Arriving at the top, I can see ...
... t even seen the bikes. =)
We finally made it down to the bike area. We loaded the paniers and we had to spend some time securing them because they were not securely clamped on to the bike. We had to use bungee cords. Then, despite the fact that I had provided our height information to the bike tour operators, my bike seat on it's lowest setting was still not low enough. Yes, I did give them an accurate height measurement and I did not get a child's ...
... a bunch of elevated calf hutches too.
After the calf barn we went to the heifer freestall barn, with a quick look at the parlor. I talked to the farmer a bit, and he asked about the Dutch influence in the states. I told him how the area I come from has a town named Holland and a lot of Dutch dairy farmers and common Dutch names. I also explained that the farmers were generally pretty strict on religion. ...