Taking the Dutch Way from one town to the next

Though I didn't drive my bike to the station and park it, I DID take the bus from Tante Magda's to get there. I wanted to go to Oom Hans' and Tante Anke's house in Rotterdam and I didn't feel like taking my car. Anyway, I was so glad because I got to sit next to such a nice Christian lady. Marguerite was from Cameroon, Africa and we didn't have enough time before we parted. Perhaps we'll be able to converse further by email!? Her bible was a french one so I recited John 3:16 for her in that language. She could also speak English beautifully and Dutch, of course. We encouraged each other, I believe.

After a little more than an hour's ride, I'd say, I hopped a trolley for the rest of the way and - voila - a new home with excellent conversation and food (again)!