The boat engine creeks signalling an imminent lock. A stillness follows allowing moments of discreet reflexion. This lull precedes a to-ing and fro-ing, a rhythm inapt to this boat’s magic allure when it floats over the expansive Rhine with no lock in sight, revealing to us all several picture postcard peaceful scenes. Early this morning the river managed to keep us well afloat. Castles emerged atop lush green forests while rows of houses came into view like decorated and gilded gems. Enchanted by this floating vision, I dream beyond the end of time and, breakfast, oh, dear I've missed it!