Along the way, we meet the greatest Belgian of all time: Father Damien, albeit in the form of a beautiful wooden statue. The ideal place for an educational quiz and, after a few hints, our children recognised the chirpy man from their religious lessons.
And now on to Mechelen, with some surprises along the way. These experiences make a cycling holiday even better. For instance, just before Mechelen - in Muizen - we stumble across a magnificent little terrace in the bridge house right next to the route. There we have a view of the passers-by and we can see our loaded up bicycles from our table. This offers peace of mind and motivation, as we repeatedly see other holiday cyclists among the passers-by.
The spaghetti is delicious. We continue our journey to Mechelen. This time with the spire of St. Rombout's Cathedral on the horizon. We wind into the city via a beautiful path alongside the water. Mechelen surprises us with its beauty and conviviality. We stop for a moment at the cathedral because a large yellow toy grabs the children’s attention.
Our last stop of the day is the campsite of domain Roosendael. Once again we find that we are not the only ones travelling by bike. For dinner at the brasserie on this Sunday evening, we are apparently just too late. But not to worry. Dad still has some spark in his legs for a trip to the nearest night shop. Tonight we eat noodles à la camping.