Waiting at a checkpoint

Waiting for clearance to cross a checkpoint was of the order of the day. You had to make the best of it. We often made fresh coffee during those breaks, you had something to do and usually when the coffee was ready the convoy could pass and we had real coffee to drink ! (real ground coffee, not that instant stuff). This time it was already quite late and we tried to pass the time reading a book. Don is reading a book of mine by Freek de Jonge (Opa's wijsvinger) ... he didn't like it too much ... ;-)