Travel
River cruising has a special charm. There’s a soothing, hypnotic feel about the gentle currents, and something admirable about the water’s steadfast purpose, to go where it’s got to go, and do it in its own time. The scenery gliding by is a constant stimulation. You’ll wave at kids playing on the sands and at lone fishermen on the shore; smile at the antics of dogs frollicking in the shallows and – in Europe at least– men dozing in deckchairs, exposing their pinkish-white pot-bellies to the summer sunshine
