Rotterdam, Netherlands
Rotterdam, Netherlands Saturday, June 4, 2022
No scheduled tour again, so had a
slower morning and set out to get 10:30 shuttle bus. The tour host for Rotterdam had a table in
the terminal, so we dallied a bit listening to places he recommended. Almost missed the well loaded shuttle bus.
Surprisingly, the shuttle drove us only about 10 or so blocks, and we thought we’d spotted where to catch a harbor tour if we wished before returning to the ship. During the short bus ride, we spotted a modern city with a plethora of new architectural styles—almost as if there might have been a contest for most creative functionality. Looking around when we got off the bus, we immediately found the cubes and the indoor market—both of which were artistic.
We also saw the every-Saturday open air market/flea market already in full mode. Because we were already interested in the cubes, we headed that way and found that one was open for visit with entry fee of about 3 dollars each. Worth. It. Signs indicated that anyone wishing to purchase one as a home would need to be very creative, very patient, and probably rich. No normal furniture or appliances would fit, the three levels had us negotiating lots of narrow and windy steps, we ducked a lot—even when unnecessary, remarked that there was almost no wall space for artwork, marveled at the ingenuity. The one we toured was furnished but some (on-going?) maintenance was happening. Knick-Knacks were enclosed in glass shelving cabinets. Kitchen on lowest level, small, and large enough for one. One eating table there. On level 2, the one bedroom was a wrap-around with stairway in middle. Jerry thought the bathroom may be about the same size as ours on the ship. Lots of people were vying for a small amount of space, so we headed out. The architect used the base of the cubes to form a bridge over a major roadway and on that bridge were some souvenir shops, a fantastic chess museum—one set was made of cubed pieces, and a few other things not yet open. We headed to the markets for the hope of a bathroom.
Wanting to mingle with the locals and take in the energy, we strolled the rows of the open air market that had about 5 aisles and extended further than thought. Lots of clothing, some shoes (and people were sitting and trying them on), fresh flower stalls, along with the “normal” off-brand purses and sunglasses. The enclosed off the charts artsy market had permanent stalls with various goodies like chocolate, cheeses, nuts, and a super massive mural painting on the entire arched structure.
The cubes and this
building were designed to draw people and then business to downtown. It has worked. We found the “loovia” (use your imagination—you’ll
get it) on lower level behind push stiles after inserting 50 cent euro. A long line had formed when I came
out—perhaps a tour bus. A very
interesting trip down the escalators into the four story parking garage revealed
a museum like exhibit showing the layers of various time periods in the city on
the walls and glassed in displays of what we assume they found while excavating
for the parking garage. Totally unique
and interesting idea.
Not finding much else we wanted, we walked the 10 or so
blocks past the outside part of the maritime museum to get to the tickets for
the harbor cruise. We could immediately
board, so we joined the perhaps 150 others, hoping to get out of the drizzle
that had just started. We found a table
inside, but went out when we could, withstanding the wind and grinning as the
kids included in family gatherings on board got bored. Saw so any dormant unloading cranes that I
stopped counting. Saw stacks upon stacks
of containers on shore. Some very
low-slung long boats had underwater compartments so that they could fit under
the bridges. A helpful recording
documented what we were seeing—in French, German, and English (I think).
Back to the ship since we were already close. In fact, we boarded the Spira harbor cruise
directly across the waterway from our ship.
That tour passed it twice.
I enjoyed the afternoon tea with the string trio while Jerry
had some downtime. As I came back into our stateroom, our cruise director came
on the intercom to notify everyone of the late afternoon lecture given by a
guest lecturer about Bruges that would serve us well tomorrow on our tour. We
raced down to the lounge just in time to listen.
Made a quick run back to the room for heavier clothing before
returning to the lounge to co-lead the Pentecost worship service with
communion. It was a full and fruitful
day.
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