Boating in Holland - Weesp, Alphen a.d. Rijn and Gouda
Fortunately our friends on the boat are early risers. They had already been for a walk long before breakfast. We kicked off in good weather and headed for Weesp. Pronounced like waist but with a P at the end. Amazing, when the boat is still, it's quite warm, but the minute the boat moves, the wind chill factor kicks in and you need an anorak.
|The back deck|
We tied up in the city of Weesp along the canal. Great location except the facilities block was about 1 kilometre away. We all piled off the boat and went walk-about. First we had soup and sandwiches at a nearby cafe, then we found the VVV (Dutch tourist info) where we got a map. The bloke at the VVV suggested we go to the "gardens". Mmmmm, not quite gardens, but an interesting spot.
There was an old fort with a draw bridge going back to 1861. A map showed a collection of forts in an arc located around Amsterdam. After
|Soccer Cup fever|
The next day we had no idea where we would end up. My other half was wanting a wild stop. Not my first choice with a group on the boat! But there
|Mooring at Alphen aan den Rijn|
|Shangri La at wildstop near Uithoorn|
|off to do laundry in Gouda|
The game began. The first 70 minutes were uneventful. Chile had the upper hand with ball control. They were at the point where they make substitutions . . . . when all of a sudden Holland scored a goal. And a few minutes before the end of the game they promptly scored again. Was lots of fun to be in a country winning such a big game. We went back to the boat and chatted on the deck until late. It's hard to know when to go to bed as the sun goes down so late.
The following day we had breakfast and walked with our friends to the train station. They were going to Rotterdam and then Paris. We went back to our boat and journeyed on to
Another round of friends were joining us shortly. We had to get the linen washed. The marina didn't have a laundrette but gave us directions to one. We strapped our big blue IKEA "washing bag" to the bicycle and initially I rode it, but my legs were too short for the pedals. My other half took over and rode the bike while I walked behind him. We left our washing at the laundrette and went to explore Gouda. Do you know I actually think Gouda is nicer than Amsterdam. Why? A lot less tourists. Hardly any Coffee Shops. No Red light District.
For more on other places we have visited, go to the top of this page and open - My Holidays and Trips.
I will be back soon.