2 days into the cruise.....The day before yesterday we sailed from Amsterdam aboard the 'Viking Aegir'. It has been fantastic to have Roz & Byron to talk to & play dominoes with. We were not sure when the boat was sailing so we went to bed around midnight as usual only to be woken a couple of hours later by lightning & a loud crash of thunder. As there was no movement I thought I would go out on the verandah to watch the summer storm. As the cabin is double glazed & almost sound proof, I was surprised to see the rain teeming down on the water around the boat. I was even more surprised to see the shoreline scooting past at about 15 knots. We had felt or heard nothing of our departure & the boat was skimming along rock steady & totally silent. It felt very cosy sitting the verandah watching the storm over the passing villages. When I went back to bed I left the curtain open & occasionally woke up & opened one eye to see something new go past.
When we awoke we were tied up about 100k upriver from Amsterdam & did a day tour of some old, but still functional windmills. Quite interesting & very pretty.
In the afternoon we sat on the top deck playing dominoes watching the world go by.
It was all very relaxing but by the time we went to bed Yvonne had drunk far too many wines & was very crook all night.
The boat sailed all night & the morning saw us tied up in Cologne (back in Germany again). Yvonne had recovered just enough so that by 10.30 she was just able to come with us on a walking tour of the old town area & the enormous St Martin Cathedral which took over 600 years to build, from the 1200s to 1860.
We drank some local Colsch beer which all of the local 24 breweries brew & is considered a speciality of the area. Guess what ?? It tasted just like beer.
After our afternoon nap we finally received the phone call we have been waiting weeks for.
The birth of 'Knox Edward Lambert' . Congratulations to the whole Lambert clan.
Perhaps Yvonne can relax a little more now.
As I write this, I am sitting out on the verandah of our cabin waiting to watch our 11pm depature.
Damn,, Missed it again.
2 minutes ago we were still at the dock I looked up from this screen & we were at the dock. This time I looked up & we are sliding silently up river. I did not see, hear or feel anything.
Well I am up to date & will continue this soon.
When we awoke we were tied up about 100k upriver from Amsterdam & did a day tour of some old, but still functional windmills. Quite interesting & very pretty.
In the afternoon we sat on the top deck playing dominoes watching the world go by.
It was all very relaxing but by the time we went to bed Yvonne had drunk far too many wines & was very crook all night.
The boat sailed all night & the morning saw us tied up in Cologne (back in Germany again). Yvonne had recovered just enough so that by 10.30 she was just able to come with us on a walking tour of the old town area & the enormous St Martin Cathedral which took over 600 years to build, from the 1200s to 1860.
We drank some local Colsch beer which all of the local 24 breweries brew & is considered a speciality of the area. Guess what ?? It tasted just like beer.
After our afternoon nap we finally received the phone call we have been waiting weeks for.
The birth of 'Knox Edward Lambert' . Congratulations to the whole Lambert clan.
Perhaps Yvonne can relax a little more now.
As I write this, I am sitting out on the verandah of our cabin waiting to watch our 11pm depature.
Damn,, Missed it again.
2 minutes ago we were still at the dock I looked up from this screen & we were at the dock. This time I looked up & we are sliding silently up river. I did not see, hear or feel anything.
Well I am up to date & will continue this soon.
Knox Edward Lambert, 8lb 8oz. Welocome to the family.
Complete with snappy hair do.
Pretty lady in a pretty location.
View from the top window of the windmill in the previous picture, behind Yvonne.
Cologne.
Part of St Martins, Cologne,
Our verandah
Some boat along the way. Seemed to have 2 of every sort of animal on board.







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