To Utrecht

By fairly direct and sometimes less than scenic routes - well it was another 40+ miles day with occasional rain too, so we didn't fartarse around too much.
Well, until we got to Utrecht. Kafe Belgie, so fondly remembered by all (though not by F, not strangely)  did await. I almost thought of asking to see their t-shirts. That's how crazzzeeee I'd got. Crazy crazy crazy! Say it in an Italian voice. Crazzee!