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Holiday! The crossing was as calm as we could hope for (something Mum was worried about), and the hours slipped away. We read, wandered around, watched the Book Thief in the cinema and generally really enjoyed not being at work! The ferry journey flew by, but the trains from the Hook to Amsterdam seemed to take an age for some reason. We were all drooping by the time we reached our hotel, and flopped on the beds glad to dump our heavy bags. When we felt more refreshed we went out for a wander down the canal an got a delicious pizza and the best white beer I know of, before heading back for an early night after a long old day.