Taste of the High Seas

We left Dordrect Tuesday morning at about 11 am in the spitting rain.  Our goal was to move as far to the south west as possible, near to where we will cross into Belgium, so we intended to put in a good eight hours or so.  Of course, we also intended to leave at 8 in the morning...(note that the sun sets very late here, and the girls rarely get to sleep before 10, hence, the 8 am start is unlikely, if not impossible).  In any case, most of the day's motoring was pretty dull.  Tom is still keen on looking at every shipyard, shipping dock, barge and yacht we pass, but we girls have moved on.  Emily and Georgia spent much of the day designing houses on their IPads while I read a completely pointless novel.  Which was all well and fine until the excitement began.  We had to cross a large stretch of open water and we had our first taste of the high seas.  I had been starting to wonder why a boat like this one would be made with 3/4 inch lips around all the horizontal surfaces.  I guess it was about five o'clock when we were taking five foot waves (I say eight, Tom says four) on the side, making the boat roll like mad.  Everything lose slid back and forth, including Georgia, who was asleep on the leather bench at that point.  If I hadn't been holding her back, she'd have landed on the floor with quite a rude awakening.  I don't think you can really get the feel of it, but we've included a little bit of video taken on Tom's blackberry.

Needless to say, by the time we docked at 6:30 or so, we were all pretty wiped out, so we've stayed put today, enjoying good internet access and a playground for the girls.