Why I love the Nederlands!

Well, still in the throes (is this right?) of Freddie madness. The wheel falling off was solved by 815 euros, paid for in a combo of cash and 3 different cards! I don't think they meet people like us in the VW garage often! Then still more problems, the accident broke something else in a different wheel, so we are south, south Nederlands in a different VW garage!

Oh, but what fun we are having. Staying in another hotel are driving around in a courtesy car; a Mitsubishi space star, I've been zooming along at 125km! We are in the South Limburg region and it's lovely, our first sight of hills all week since Dover!

So...the Nederlands are a fantastic place to be in trouble; the Police are nice (their nee nors go: Nee Nah, Nee Nooorrrrr in a singing fashion); most people can speak to us in English (rubbish I know, but there isn't the sentence for "My wheel fell off" in our phrase book); the roads are fantastic and well signposted; the weather is amazing, raining, pooring, then brilliant sunshine, then raining again; they have fantastic waffels, pancakes and chocomel; people are generally nice and we can smoke pot!

We hope to pick our van up tomorrow, and are set straight for Czech land! Have got some pictures of poor Freddie, will put them on soon! And hello Miss Diva whoever you are!