We eat breakfast outside a bakery and head out of the city following a river most of the way. We stop for a lunch where we realise that lunch bought in Aldi was not bread but ginger bread with cheese butter and dutch cheese. The taste was different. The juice included beetroot which added to the odd taste. Fortunately, we kept the dinner from the night before wrapped carefully in tin foil - cold but still tasted good (at least better than the other offering).
We cycle on through fields onto Buren where we consider having a meal before going to our B&B. The restaurants are either closed or are missing chefs. We leave despondent and find our B&B 10 kms away. Placed next to a canal, behind a dyke, we are in a studio of the owners house.
It's my birthday and the owner sweetly brings me a piece of cake with a candle. Shower, change and bike ride to the nearby town via a ferry. We eat on the town square but we have to place our bikes slightly away from the table which means that I spend the meal checking that nobody tries to take them. Stil the meal is good and the people on the tables either side of us ask about our bikes and our journey. The food is roast courgette followed with a shared Dame Blanche. Sweet but good.
Return to our room via a local castle in the town park, it's getting dark so we don't hang around.
This article has been written by Christian and illustrated by Candy
