We stop at a free mooring on the outskirts of Gent and are immediately greeted by two Belgians, Ann and Hendrik, who are moored behind us. It was the first of many Belgium friendships made throughout the summer, often brought about because Snail is to them, a very unusual boat.
They showed us beautiful Gent by tram and on foot and promised to keep in touch.
They also introduced us to homemade advocaat, a Belgian drink nothing like the runny stuff I remembered as part of a 'snowball' from my childhood. This was similar to thick custard with a very big alcoholic kick and quite addictive.