Gouda, Netherlands
A bright and sunny morning at last. There is a long queue at the service point and we are behind a fastidious Frenchman with a small bore hose that takes ages to fill his tank. Just when we think he’s finished his wife passes out a dozen plastic water bottles to fill.
We’re finally on the road at 11:30, driving alongside the river and cycle route we walked back on yesterday, and past the entrance to Kinderdijk. Again it’s crowded with a rivercruiser moo...