I looked out of the hotel window this morning at the Nijmegen commuters and thought that they were dressed for March or November. Where is summer?
Anyway, train to Dordrecht, waterbus to Rotterdam, bicycle to Maassluis, ferry tomorrow. So simple. It’s fitting to finish the holiday beside the river again, with all its movement and interest. From our corner room we have the local ferry, barges and the dock.
Old Shoe Box 