Drill baby Drill, or is it jetlag

Another sunny dry day.  so 5 am coffee, grab the paint, a few old towels to dry of the top deck and the day starts.   Rolling Yellow paint with a smallis roller, kneeling on a soft pad, so it is semi comfy.  yes the back is hurting.   Today Amsterdam…well….JETLAG reared its head again.

The second coat of paint applied, time for more coffee.  MY dentist appointment was at 12:30 so also some varnishing, Peggy and Megan got up around 9:30 – 10 and made it clear they wanted to shower!.  So I cleared the shower area, turned on the Kabola and started to do the dishes, but the water was not getting hot…..I opened the hatch, and saw the Kabola display indicating warm water requested and the current temp is 27C. BUT no warm water.   Gosh it had worked correctly after Jochem connected it to the new large tank.  IMG_3162.JPGSO I called Ron, the installer, local service man.  After explaining what was going on, he indicated that the burner was not getting any diesel, so I had to turn the pump on and bleed the system.  Meaning I had to use an allen key on the P screw and open it up till there was some diesel coming out.

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Well I did so quite a few times BUT no success.  Megan announced loudly she would be happy to take a cold shower today in this heat, since she knew Peggy would be a tad upset about NO hot shower

. (it is called JetLag).  He as an old fart I know it all too well.  I suggested they could take a hot shower at the marina station, unfortunately Peter the marina Boss was out grocery shopping so he would not  be back till 30 minutes. At the same time I kept trying, and then realized it was nearly Drill Baby Drill time.

So quickly washed up and cycled to the Dentist office.  I arrived 3 minutes early and was told to “take a seat” . I used the wait time to get my noise canceling ear blasters ready to play Queen “Live at Wembly”  5 minutes past, 10 minutes past and the receptionist came in apologizing for delaying my appointment and offered something to drink.  To which I flipped out..Any alcohol.  Her eyes became wide, and said No we cant serve that,  my replay was Cola?  The receptionist declared it was bad for the teeth…..I shaked my head and said “Do you think I care ???? I am going to be tortured….”  She offered coffee, which was also bad for the teeth and the dentist would notice.  Off she went…and 2 minutes later the door opens . and the dentists greets me.   She is ready for me…But I had not had my coffee !!!  PURE torture.  ok head phones on, Vapor Rub slathered under my nose I laid down on the chair,  and while Queen was showing of in Wembly the torture started.  The suction was hooked in me like a fish, and I reminded her it was NOT Christmas and I am NOT a carp , as they serve traditionally in Poland.  It did produce a chuckle, again she was very easy, proceeding at what seemed a good pace, and each time I jerked or move making sure I was ok.  There were even a few moment where I felt my feet moving with the tune and twice it seemed I dozed of for a second or so, since I kept my eyes closed.  The routine was the same, and at the end it was all fun.

On my way out I saw Ron called me twice, so I called back and found out that he could come on his way home, around 4 or 5.

Back at the boat I suggested to change plans and go to the Kringloop winkel ( thrift store), and after Ron fixed it , we would go to the beach.   Took Peggy and Megen to the two nice Kringloop winkels Deb likes and entered parked the van on the big parking lot, where we were told to park by the residents.   I was not out of the van or ANOTHER I  have NO life resident started moaning about why can’t you park your car anywhere else.  So I replied, because I don’t want to.

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Back at the barge, the girls went into town for some drink and shopping.  I started back in the belly working on the battery fuse, when Ron and Jochem showed up in their cycling clothes.  They cycle about 15 miles each day to work on their mountain bikes.  Ron went in, kept muttering that the tank was not full enough, but in the end decided to come back the next morning with his tools and a different filter.  Hey he does give good service !!

 

 

 

 

Peggy was exhausted (JETLAG), and needed a rest, boy was I happy I did not took them into Amsterdam !!!  So I took Megan in the van to the beach….wijk aan zee, she was not sure why we would go to the beach at 19:00 ( 7 pm for the 12 hour users).  But she trusted Gruncle Jan.  Arriving at the parking lot I first walked her to the big seashell, which acts as amplifier for the sea sounds.  Getting closer to the beach she was a tad surprised to see many restaurants and bars.  So we had to try some beers on the beach.   I opted to have her try a Straffe Hendrik. IMG_3166.JPG

Back at the barge we did chit chatted a bit until the sun was down around 22:40

 

Tomorrow Delft !

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