By barge. At breakfast, Pietr announced there would be no riding to our next destination, the weather was worse than yesterday.
Once in Purmerends, our barge docked before the lock which couldn’t be raised because of the gusty wind.
A short e-bike ride (for some people) didn’t happen either because tree branches blocked the path for the bikes to come off the boat.
We walked into town.
Long ago, this square was for the beef cattle traders:
Vlaamse frites = Flemish fries. Thick-cut, freshly made, salted and served in cones with a side of locally-made mayonnaise.
A lazy afternoon on the boat playing cards, reading or taking a nap in your cabin. A few of us have a bit of a cold – this rest day helped.
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