After a huge breakfast,
we loaded our luggage onto the bikes. We'd arranged with the
ever-helpful staff of the hotel to leave our bike clothes and helmets
with them whilst we went for a last visit into town. On the way we
even managed to buy oil in a bike shop despite not having a common
language with the shop owner!
Bruges city centre was
very busy due to the number of tourists and a large street market
being held in one of the main squares. We all went our different ways
to buy souvenirs and presents for people at home, arranging to meet
back at the hotel.
I bought a few things
then went for a wander around the city centre taking in the sights.
At almost the same spot
as we'd met Donnie the night before, I bumped into him again! He was
with his loaded bike and was having a last look round before going
for the ferry.
The rest of us met back
at the hotel, collected our bikes, and said fairwell to our hosts.
From there it was just the 12 mile/20 km ride to Zeebrugge to get the
ferry. As we were very early, we went to a beach bar mr combo
and Gareth has discovered the year before, and sat about relaxing and
chatting.
We'd parked our bikes
outside, almost certainly illegally, but when a Police
motorcyclist came past, he slowed to look at the bikes, gave us a
polite nod, then rode off!
From there it was a
short ride to the ferry terminal and onto the boat. The boat seemed a
bit busier than the trip over and they had to use two separate areas
of the hold for bikes, but we were soon relaxing in one of the bars.
Tomorrow we just had the ride home and our holiday would be over.
Cool sign on bike parking bay.
Amazing what you find parked in sidestreets.
Waiting at the ferry terminal.
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