GENT - AT LAST

We arrived at last at the rally in Gent and in time! It only took 1011 kilometres, 213 locks, 12 lifting bridges, 8 tunnels and 5 weeks. I'm not sure if we will move for a while. Gent, or Ghent as we spell it, is a beautiful city will so much history and great for just bimbling, all within easy walking distance of our mooring Portus Garda. The rally has been great fun meeting old friends and making new ones. Lots of eating and drinking, general socialising and a few technical chats.

Soraya resting in her new mooring with fellow barges.

One concerning matter is language and in particular Flemish. Not being a great linguist in the first place probably does not help but the words are almost impossible to even guess. Typical road sign below. No idea what it means. The good thing is that almost everyone in this region speaks Flemish and English. Very little French as in Wallonia (South Belgium). We went to a restaurant last night and sort of accepted what came as it all became to complex.

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One of the many attractions is the vast range of beers. We will need to have some serious nights out.

Sculpture on the way into Portus Ganda.