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... to our next junction point we came across 3 other cyclists. In this case 2 teenagers and a 50 something year old man. Our sign pointed clearly at a ferry crossing. The ferry was just pulling up and a line of cars was forming at the ferry ramp waiting to board. It became clear we'd need to take the ferry across this short stretch of water to get to our next junction point.
We had a nice chat with the 50 something Dutch gentleman in English as we boarded the ferry ...
... harbour entrance. We went out as far as the concrete road would take us, which was a surprisingly long way. After some happy snaps to celebrate the start of our next adventure, we turned around and began the trip to the other end of the Rhein. The winds were still blowing, Els (lady from the ferry) had advised us that this was normal. But for once, it was a tail wind, as we headed east. We were cruising along the bike paths at between 25-30km/h. ...
... all the traffic jams.
Back at the Lima airport KLM people took me through customs and to their lounge. The lounge was large and very busy, the food was small finger sandwiches with something greenish on it, not really tasty. The airport itself is new but I did not have the energy to walk around.
This is my last blog for the time, I have a telephone in Holland the number is +316 44123836
Once again thank you for all your reactions, I will try to answer ...
Another lazy day at Anneke and Klaas' but sorted out more travel plans to Belgian and Germany. Nice day to be inside as it has rained most of the day. Had more yummy food with Anneke cooking a traditional Dutch dish for dinner called Prei-schotel (Leek Dish). Anneke and I are about to update the State Bible from the van der Stel family tree (my Mum and Anneke's Mum's family) which was first printed in 1618/1619. The first known van der Stel was born in ...
... its four familiar walls.
A collection of textile samples lay spread out on the table - Samsa was a travelling salesman - and above it there hung a picture that he had recently cut out of an illustrated magazine and housed in a nice, gilded frame.
It showed a lady fitted out with a fur hat and fur boa who sat upright, raising a heavy fur muff that covered the whole of her lower arm towards the viewer.
Gregor then turned to look out the window at the dull ...