The AmaVerde was a European riverboat, the kind you might find plying the waters of the Rhine or the Seine or the Rhône, or here, on the Danube. I found it odd looking, but I had never been on one before.
Dark was falling as we took the Vilshofen exit. We were late.
We exited the highway to the right (as one would expect), but the tight loop led to an underpass with too little clearance for the bus. The driver braked and stopped. Cars stacked up, impatient.
