Back along the Leuven Canal to Mechelen. We moor and settle down for the evening when there's a knock on the door of the boat. Alex introduces himself. He has read about our exploits with the KNRM and followed the link to this blog. He can't believe that we are here in his town and would like to show us around and take us to dinner. These things happen to us in Belgium. It's why we can't keep away for long.