Well, not quite, but certainly across the water.
To put you in these pictures, so to speak, Koos and I were walking in a very rural part of Belgium on Saturday afternoon when we came across this tiny ferry. We didn't realise what it was at first, but as it started floating out into the waterway, we noticed the ropes that were attaching it to each side of the canal. Fascinated we decided to climb in and cross to the other side...
It was easy. All you had to do was pull on these
Weeheee, and over we went.....ferry, cross the water, cos this land's the place I love...lalalala..
Once out on the other side, we left it to float free till the next chance walker came along...pretty, no, lovely country, isn't it?
And then, on with our walk amongst the daisies and the new green growth.
I have to say we haven't been so charmed in ages. It was just so sweet, and someone obviously cares for it. It's clean, dry and very very blue. I love it that it's just there for any chance walker to come across. Belgium is the home of the surreal, and this is just another part of it, don't you think?