Heading Back

That’s the Dutch coast receding into the distance so it’s dag, au revoir, auf wiedersehen and farewell in another 24 languages to boot. Who knows when we’ll be back and what privileges we’ll have lost by then?
Another almost uneventful day’s driving (a van’s sudden appearance out of my car’s blindspot giving us an unneeded adrenaline rush) had us arriving in perfect time for the ferry. No need to queue as there are only another 30 or so cars on board and given that it can hold nearly 600, we’re on a bit of a ghost ship! Just the one bar and restaurant open but we enjoyed a couple of beers on the top deck before we left port, we’ve just finished a pretty decent dinner and are now hoping for a rattle-free night. Chances are slim!