We are off!. We left Sloten this morning and are now moored in the local metropolis of Sneek (Snits in Friesian). We had a good run across the Slotemeer, a small lake, but far enough away from land to prompt Terry to don a life jacket. We went through three opening bridges where we had to put the toll in a clog the bridge opener dangled from a fishing pole, and arrived in Sneek about 3pm. We were helped into our berth by a guy who recognized us from Sloten, which was fortunate, as parallel parking a 40' both is an art we still need to perfect. The weather was something that would have had us cozying by the fire at home but here had us out with all the other boat owners. Now our world has narrowed to within a bike ride from the water, but when you can moor in the middle of town and walk to all the shops it's not such a big deal. A nice meal on board and we will read our books watching the people walk past; not so bad.
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