Pride of Rotterdam

A life on the ocean wave is a bracing way to live,inside the ship it is nice and warm,and there is a gentle rocking motion to calm the nerves of the elderly,the "Pride of Rotterdam" is a nice enough ship,and during the crossing,cabaret and all you care to eat buffet is a way of passing the evening,Le Blade was obsessed by the young lady singer,while I watched football on television,the ladies played bingo,and we all had a few drinks.
Rotterdam is a lovely city,though the fresh north sea breeze can be a trial to the not so hardy visitor,I would recommend it to all the people who have done me a bad turn,with barely a second thought.
Doughnuts are a speciality of the street vendors,and fortunately they are much more sanitised than the Brazilian street vendors,and no one suffered upsets of the stomach.
Those looking for a change of scenery on a limited budget would be well advised not to visit the town as it is a little pricey,the journey from the ferry to the city is interesting,there are numerous oil storage tanks giving of the enervating smell of diesel and petrol,and various other noxious smells which it is not possible to place.
All in all it does require the visitor to have a good sense of humour,and travel with companions of a similar ilk,and treat it all as an adventure,do not be fooled by the similar spelling of Rotterdam and my home town Rotherham,the latter is a positive garden of eden if the two are compared.
P& O ferries have managed to hire a female announcer who would have made a good nazi prison camp guard,and I am sure she woke us with the words"outer shittu" and Le Blade agrees that these were her words.
We went bowling this afternoon and Le Blade released lots of methane gas very quietly,a result I think of his gorging at the buffet last night, I can only hope the other bowlers thought it was the farmers muckspreading outside,we lauded our trip to the skies and could not speak highly enough of holland,which on reflection is a bit naughty of us.