It was freezing cold on the bike on our way home from Bocholtz, tonight. We have been there to see a performance of the theater company. A friend of mine played there and a colleague of Bert also. It was a cheerful farce and there was much laughter.
After the performance, when we started our trip homewards, the bus passed us. That one we would have missed and the bus comes every hour in the evening. We were lucky to be by bike, but oh, it was cold!