Holidays and Other Excursions

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Sirmione 24 December 2024

Lake Garda 24.12.24

Lake Garda 24.12.24

The good news is that after the slightly dull weather so far the sun is shining this morning and the sky is blue.  Additionally it is not cold so no woolly needed – and no special socks which can wait until later in the trip.

Our tour now moves to a slower pace as the initial outward journey has been completed.  The small coach returns to take us to our destination today which is the other side of the lake – Sirmione.  On arrival we have an additional boat trip  around the town – it is disconnected from the remaining land by the former castle defences which we navigate at the end of the journey – our captain implies that the clearances are limited on either side – but experience is in his favour and we slide through without touching anything at all.

Our trip around the headland enables the captain to tell us a little of this history of the town and the somewhat astronomical prices for the residences as they are now.  Maria Callas was a long term resident occupying a villa with some superb views over the lake.  We are also shown bubbles rising from lake bed.  We are told this is the source of prosecco – sadly not true – but in fact the supply of hot thermal waters which is one of the main draws for the tourists.

Once back on dry land we wander into town and make use of the shops for some supplies.  Sirmione is a pretty little town.  The Romans under Catullus had a construction at the northern end of the island/promontory whilst the more modern castle is at the other end of the island with a tiny land bridge.  Sirmione is apparently Italy’s fourth largest tourist destination and I think I am pleased that we have come here at a time when it is much quieter than normal – it is pleasantly busy but not crowded.

Castle Sirmione 24.12.24

Castle Sirmione 24.12.24

When we set out on the boat tour there was no wind as we had been warned that it might not happen.  Whilst we were walking around the town centre we were not troubled by the wind but wanting some other photos I ventured to the eastern side of the island adjacent to the castle walls to find that there is now a cold wind whipping along that side – but from which we are completely protected by a small ridge in the town itself.  We go into an attractive pottery shop but we are worried about transport home so do not indulge in any purchases – the cases will get thrown about.

Retracing our steps we sit down in a small café and enjoy some sunshine on our backs plus a pizza and salad – welcome sustenance but if anything it is nice to see a bright and sunny sky after the months of grey clouds at home.

After lunch we rejoin the coach for the return trip – I know we take a slightly different route than the one on which we came and it is noticeable that there an awful lot of vineyards on both sides of the road.  Not surprisingly I soon doze off – some light exercise, food, warm sun and coach travel – all the ingredients for a quick snooze so it feels we are soon back at the hotel.  The rest of the afternoon is free time, so a welcome rest and some reading.

Continuing with the Great Rail brochure description:

On Christmas Eve morning we travel to the enchanting lakeside town of Sirmione where there’s free time to look around.

Located at the southern end of Lake Garda, where the lakefront is almost sea-like, this medieval town is a pleasure to discover, bursting with history and charm.  The town is entered via a drawbridge, over a water-filled moat, which surrounds the imposing Rocca Scaligera, a beautifully preserved 13th-century castle.

We may like to visit the castle for a view from its ramparts, or take a stroll through the lovely old quarter – where we could enjoy a coffee, a glass of wine and a light lunch at one of the characterful cafés or trattorias.

Alternatively, we may like to visit the Grotte di Catullo, the remains of one of the largest Roman villas in Italy.

We return to our hotel in Bardolino in the afternoon, where there is time to relax and maybe enjoy the superb facilities, before we celebrate Christmas Eve with a gala dinner at our hotel in the evening.

 

 

Turin to Lake Garda 23 December 2024

Turin Xmas Calendar

Turin Xmas Calendar

Following breakfast, which included an unexpected assignment with a kettle to obtain a cup of tea, I take the metro to Porto Nuovo (which is the main station) and then walk to the main squares.  Some attractive architecture along the way and an Advent calendar alongside the Cathedral.

The expectation of the squares being dressed for Christmas proved unfounded – I assume that they all finished at the weekend but at least this gave an opportunity to see and appreciate those buildings which were not clad in scaffolding of which there also seemed to be a lot in evidence.  Turin has a famous shroud which is now believed to a creation of the Middle Ages and it is only on display from time to time so do not try and find it.

Turin decorated car

Turin decorated car

And amazingly some Italians decorate their cars as well.

The metro is €2 for a single journey with a flat fare and a ticket is needed to enter the station but on exit you simply approach the barrier gates and they open.  There is only the one metro line but not enough time to travel to the extremities this morning.  The line opened in 2006 and is a 750v dc third rail operation but photos prove impossible.

The group leave the hotel by coach for the trip to Porto Nuovo for the train to Milan and some of us are desperate to pick up food before the train’s departure.  This becomes slightly farcical as we are travelling on a group ticket so we need to be checked through the barrier line together, we do manage it but then struggle to get all the bags stored out of the way of the eventual trolley with an unexpected snack, including wine, as we are travelling first class.  So double rations!

We traverse the Northern Italian plains running at just under 300 km/h (around 186mph) when they can be bothered to display information between numerous adverts as we head to Milan.  We reach a junction, possibly early, and are there so long that eventually there is an announcement explaining that we are awaiting a proceed signal.  I believe that most of our journey was on the new 125km of line which opened back in 2009 some 7 years after construction commenced, amazingly speedy compared with HS2 on which I doubt I shall ever travel.  I think the junction was where we returned to the historic network.  Just think if we could build high speed rail that quickly.  I wonder what their view is on bats in Italy?

Italian rail passenger management is even more stupid in Milan where we change trains.  The exit from the inner concourse to the outer concourse has no ticket machines implying you can simply come and go apart from the numerous “heavies” who suddenly appear once you have exited and then refuse re-entry, which has to be via the ticket gates, which is not possible when travelling on a group ticket.  Simply put gates on the exit so the ticket is scanned (making it obvious to non-ticket holders that you cannot leave the inner concourse) and sack the “heavies”.

After the excitement on the first journey we are much slower as we proceed from Milan Central to Peschiera del Garda, losing time continuously through the journey.  Peschiera del Garda is situated at the southern end of Lake Garda with onward transit to our hotel in Bardolino using a small coach.  There are Open Access operators on this section and I wonder if there are simply too many trains.  On the small coach we pass Gardaland Park which is Italy’s premier amusement report and can be reached by a free shuttle bus service from the station.  The southern end of Lake Garda is reportedly Italy’s fourth largest tourist area (after Venice, Rome and Florence).

Hotel Caesius has, on one side, views over the Lake – which are no doubt very attractive but on our side we have the car park which is somewhat less prepossessing!  Never mind perhaps we will strike lucky in Innsbruck.  (Perhaps we need a new surname so we get our room allocated first).  We are here for five nights and need to preselect our meal choices for main course for dinner each night.  I accept it is to control waste but this feels disappointing compared with our experience in Puglia earlier this year where there was an extensive buffet choice on a Rail Discoveries trip.

At least as we are here for a few days we can unpack 50% of our clothes and the room is a decent size and we can relax easily.  Effectively two days of travelling can be tiring.

Once again I append the Great Rail brochure description:

After breakfast at our hotel, there’s a full morning and time over lunch to explore handsome Turin at leisure.  This dignified city is an important centre of business, finance and technology, and is also a showcase of Baroque, Renaissance and modern architecture.

 Fringed by the Italian Alps, the city’s wide boulevards and grand public squares are lined with enticing cafés and bars.  Just a short walk from our hotel is a stylish pedestrianised shopping district.

In the mid-afternoon we continue our journey by rail into northern Italy, passing through Milan on our way south to Peschiera del Garda then by coach to the lakeside town of Bardolino, on beautiful Lake Garda, where we check into our 4-Star lakefront hotel for five nights.  We are welcomed with a glass of prosecco before sitting down to a three-course dinner. 

Whilst in Bardolino, we stay in the gorgeous 4-Star Hotel Caesius Spa Resort.

Offering comfortable and bright rooms, 2 restaurants, 2 bars, a wine cellar, and a spa, this is truly a wonderful place to relax after a day of festivities.

This evening we enjoy a three-course dinner at the hotel.

 

 

London to Turin 22 December 2024

St Pancras Sir John Betjeman

St Pancras Sir John Betjeman

Inevitably a long day but very little walking.  After a 5:30 alarm call we descend to the hotel receptionist who kindly makes us a cup of coffee each before letting us out onto the St Pancras concourse where we join our fellow travellers before a quick shopping diversion to obtain some lunch.

The usual demonstration of how not to manage passengers is demonstrated by Eurostar at St Pancras, queuing for check in  which could be open  but is not; sending luggage, coats, belts through a scanning machine and humans too – yet this does not protect anyone as it is just a train and travellers going through similar tunnels in Japan or Europe are not subject to such scans.  Borders do not require such scans – airports do to protect planes possibly – but not a train.  Then keep everyone penned up with the train sat in the platform with both imminent departures then using the same platform access rather than spreading the load between platforms – simply wrong headed.  This is so far from train travel as to be completely wrong.  Once we depart Eurostar then serve the worst excuse for breakfast offered by anyone –  Eurostar seem to think that 1/10th of a baguette is a generous breakfast portion.  This is really parsimonious – is it any wonder that they have not eliminated flight travel by simply providing a proper rail service?

For reported security reasons we halt at Calais Frethun and lose even more minutes before arriving in Paris about 20 minutes late.  The coach connection to Gare de Lyon appears to encounter just about every red light possible during the trip across Paris but the coach driver gets very close to the entrance and the onward TGV is berthed at the nearest platform to where we leave the coach.  Once all heads are counted we are able to board, all making it to our seats with a few minutes to spare.

As we head further south the skies become greyer and eventually it starts to rain.  Our train pauses once at a station – Macon – and then operationally before taking the single track section which comprises the last section of the route into Chambery, where our train terminates as the onward route suffered a rock fall over a year ago and the remedial work has not yet been completed so we will not go through the rail tunnel at Frejus.  It has since re-opened.

Once we have transferred to a coach it gets steadily darker but we are obviously climbing up in the mountains and I wake from a snooze to see snow on the ground and more falling.  Unlike rail our driver needs a 30 minute break once we are back in Italy which slows our onward progress to Turin.  It is shame that the break was not scheduled during the inevitable wait over in Chambery.

We have managed to pass through France without eating a French meal having consumed nothing of substance for breakfast and an M&S chicken salad for lunch!  By the time we reach Turin I am actually feeling hungry.  Dinner takes some time to get organised so it is 9pm local time before we eat, which feels late.  We are staying in the Hotel Lingotto which is located within the former Fiat factory with the test track on the roof, however we will be unable to visit it tomorrow as it is closed due to lack of staff.

Time for bed.

On this holiday we are travelling once again with Great Rail Journeys –  therefore I feel that it is entirely reasonable to quote their description of this day from the brochure listing:

Today we set off on our magical festive holiday which combines two of Europe’s most delightful destinations – Lake Garda where we stay over Christmas, and the charming city of Innsbruck, a seasonal favourite.

Meeting at the London St Pancras, we travel on the Eurostar to Paris in Standard Premier Class.  In Paris we change for the First Class service direct to Turin, on a scenic journey which passes the Alps, as we travel in comfort to the handsome Italian city of Turin.  Here we spend the night in our hotel, the NH Lingotto Congress, has a surprising history which reflects the city’s heritage.  Housed in the old Fiat Factory the hotel still has the Fiat test track on its roof.

The city has a dignified ambience and an artistic, cultural and epicurean heritage.  We enjoy our first dinner together at our hotel restaurant this evening.

 

Crumlin Road Gaol 18.9.24

Crumlin Road Gaol Tunnel

Crumlin Road Gaol Tunnel

This morning we are going down – to the Crumlin Road Gaol – later replaced by the Maze as the main prison – but originating again in Victorian times for the housing of law breakers.  So the early years are told as well as the later ones.

We are so early I am not sure it is even open when we arrive!  Running to time this morning in contrast to yesterday but we note that the two miscreants are not present  some of us would have ensured they were incarcerated!

There is a small introduction and a video and then the first major item is the tunnel which was built under the adjacent road to enable prisoners to be taken directly into the courts and return them to the jail once convicted.  The tunnel is allegedly haunted although we saw no sign of a presence.  Unlike the jail buildings which have been maintained the courts are in a terrible state and there have been several plans for them to become a hotel but so far there is no evidence of any work being underway.

C Wing

C Wing

There was a central admin block on the road behind which there was a semi-circular area from which fanned out four wings and C wing has had the cells fitted out to tell the stories of those committed at various times of the prison’s history – with possibly more weight being given to the original Victorian era through the troubles.

At the end of the block there is cell used for those before hanging and then the hanging room itself.  Only 17 prisoners were hanged over the life of the prison so it was not a regular event of any form.

Jackie is particularly struck by reference to the Pierrepoints, the family where various members were the official British executioners.  There are photographs of various family members who were involved in the hangings.

Westland helicopter

Westland helicopter

We do not return on the main coach but decide to take the Hop on Hop off bus for a circular tour of the City – this repeats the trip we took on Monday morning – but by choosing the other side of the coach we are able to get pictures of some of the other murals which was not possible earlier in the week.  It does not quite visit all of them – but we do manage to get another selection of pictures.

Samson and Goliath

Samson and Goliath

Dominating the Belfast skyline and a reference point for every television series set in the area are the twin cranes of Samson and Goliath which cannot be missed when looking around and so cannot be omitted from this record of our visit.

Dinner tonight is even closer to the hotel – The Muddlers Club – a Michelin star restaurant which has been delivering excellent meals for around 10 years.  Whilst last night was tonight just had that star touch with better (well richer) sauces and another fine piece of beef.

Our return journey is not until late on Thursday so we have time for a lunch before we return and settle on Six by Nico – a small chain which changes their menu every month or so – this month is a Japanese based meal and it was excellent.

The return journey is marginally delayed by a late inward flight.  We find from fellow travellers that there have been various messages during the day and the flight number has been changed – but we are only a little late once we reach the ground – and I find the two missing luggage belts at T5 – belts 1 and 2 are for domestic flights and they are in a separate hall from the main international arrivals – the last time we came through I noted the belt numbers started at 3 and wondered why that might be – and now I know.

Giant’s Causeway 17.9.24

Giant's Causeway

Giant’s Causeway

A full Ulster fry this morning – black and white puddings – to get the day off to a powerful start, well done Ramada.

We are heading up the northern coast this morning to visit the Giant’s Causeway – allegedly a path for the giants between Ireland and Scotland.  On arrival we are advised we cannot have the full experience today and I had the thought it was closed – but no – the guide was simply saying that the weather – just about dry but heavily overcast – was a far from typical day as we should normally enjoy rain and winds for the full experience.

The visitor centre is on the top of the hill along way up from the shore but we are blessed with two battery powered buses running up and down the main route between the two points.  As we are National Trust members there is no fare – non-members are charged a pound each way.  The walk down is probably about 20 minutes and somewhat more coming up.

Although it might not be raining the stones are obviously uneven and can be slippery so care needs to be taken.  I decide that I can manage it – and manage to get onto them – but then suddenly find I am falling and hit my back heavily on a stone.  More winded than anything so stay still when a kind gentleman offers assistance and I can remove camera and backpack and slowly right myself.  And my back is painful!  Probably have a nice bruise.

Giant's Causeway

Giant’s Causeway

Once upright I rove around the drier stones taking numerous photographs and hopefully one or two of them will be worthwhile – including the sea breaking on the further stones.

Our journey today is disrupted as two of the party are nearly 30 minutes late to rejoin the coach for the return journey – which cuts the time available and is completely disrespectful of the tour team and the other passengers.  We had returned to the top and consumed a tasty sausage roll and still made the coach before the appointed time – so you can only wonder what they were doing.

However it did provide time to inspect this rather fine example of a Victorian post box.

Victoria Post Box

Victoria Post Box

Our return journey is via the coast road and we have the opportunity of seeing a number of small villages and some minor remnants of some industrial railway lines used for transporting limestone from various quarries to waiting ships – another industry which has vanished.

Four Swans Ballycastle

Four Swans Ballycastle

I must admit that the countryside is devoid of much evidence of disruption and looks like it is dedicated to high quality dairy farming with cows and sheep everywhere.  It is attractive rolling countryside and the little towns around the various bays each seem to have a sandy beach and attractive outlook.  We are unable to visit the rope bridge (it was never on the published list – but might have been possible with a little more time).  There is time for some refreshment in Ballycastle where I manage to consume some Guinness and admire the Four Swans.

When we reach Larne which is now the ferry port and I can see a lighthouse in the sea – but it is too close to be on the Scottish coast which we have seen in the very far murky distance earlier – possibly it is the East Maidens lighthouse.  We head back past Carrickfergus into Belfast more or less on time, despite the earlier delay.

Dinner this evening is in the Great Room which is within the Merchant Hotel, allegedly the most expensive hotel in town.  This was originally the banking hall for the Ulster Bank and the room has been beautifully restored a few years ago.  The quality of the food matches those of the surroundings and we enjoy an excellent meal.  I am particularly taken by the desert combining cherry and goat’s cheese – the latter cutting through the sweetness of the former, plus too much chocolate.

An inspection in the mirror shows no bruise on my back – just a continuing pain.  I shall hope it recovers soon.

Belfast 16.9.24

Stormont

Stormont

This should be day 2 of our holiday in Belfast waking in our hotel room followed by a full Irish.  However air traffic control said no to our flight yesterday and so we left home at 4 am.  We are soon through security and depart on time.

At Belfast City Airport we are met by the local Newmarket representative and we are soon at the hotel and can check in, lose our cases and we are ready to head off for a City tour as part of a group of 48 most of whom did make it yesterday one way or another.

Belfast is a Victorian city and contains some impressive buildings.  The City enjoyed huge prosperity during late Victoria times riding the benefits of the linen industry and then ship building with the construction of the White Star ocean liners among many others driving the rises in finances.

The subsequent history of the area was dominated by the religious alignments of the residents plus the steady decay of those two industries, even whilst we are in Belfast it is announced that once again that the Harland and Wolff holding company is going into administration, although the yard itself has orders for at least three warships so may well survive under new owners following a period of administration.

However the last 25 years have brought marked change.  The Blair government’s greatest legacy is probably the Good Friday agreement which set forth a devolved coalition administration – both sides have to at least work together and the agreement allows the voters to eventually choose to join the rest of Ireland which since Brexit seems even more likely, particularly as the voter demographics have changed over recent years.

The tour opens with a visit to Stormont where, as part of the reforms and opening up, visitors now have access to the area immediately in front of the Parliament building as can be seen above.  One matter which I find disappointing – as a child I was taken by my parents to see the front door of No 10.  Now that is denied to the children of today and it is a shame that the openness in NI cannot be reflected in London.

Our journey around the City continues with the former shipyards  which have seen the construction of a new Arena, the Titanic museum, conversion of the former paint shops into film studios responsible (amongst much else) for Game of Thrones and so on.

Alongside this new the old has been revitalised.  We are staying the Cathedral Quarter and even on a Monday night there is music emanating from at least one bar close by – and other bars on other nights as if someone has planned a rota on different evenings.  There are many magnificent Victorian buildings.  Within City Hall there is a series of displays telling the history of the City, plus a café, although the quality of scones is not as good as the exhibits.

Titanic Museum

Titanic Museum

The afternoon is dedicated to the Titanic Museum telling her history through construction, sailing, destruction, discovery and how to have enough lifeboats for those on board.  They try hard to convey the shipyard during construction using a “ride” which was no doubt the subject of much planning – but little can convey the reality and I am not sure it succeeds.  Such environments no longer really exist and indeed that way working no longer exists.

Albert Memorial

Albert Memorial

Being a Victorian City also meant Albert and the Albert Clock is the local memorial to him.  It does in fact lean slightly – it is not just my photography!

Dinner this evening is at Taylor and Clay – a steak restaurant along from where we are staying and we have an excellent steak each.  The chateaubriand were all large cuts and would need three or four people to do justice to them but the steaks were all excellently cooked and it was a simple walk back via the Albert Clock to our hotel.

 

Queen Anne 31.8.24

DFDS Cross Channel Ferry

DFDS Cross Channel Ferry

Today we are at sea – all day with docking in Southampton due in the early hours of Sunday morning.  If anything looking out of the windows at time are progress not only seems glacial – more like non-existent.  I assume we are moving forwards but we really are moving very gingerly – the average will be under 10 knots for this journey.

To ensure we are au fait with the dining options we go to the Artisans Foodhall for breakfast – it is of course simply a renamed buffet and here I sense a real design problem.  The counters are set high and plates are all passed over it with all food being served by the chefs.  Fine – except that the plates are pretty warm and we have seen a lot of people this week on board using walkers and wheelchairs who simply cannot reach that high (and can probably not so easily manage a hot plate).  I assume the high level design emanates post-covid – but to me it feels like a step backwards.  However I do get both black and white pudding – which is rare anywhere else – so well done Cunard.

White Cliffs Dover

White Cliffs Dover

Regrettably the fine weather has vanished and it is grey and overcast outside; if it were not for the excessive number of windmills on the various horizons it is similar to being mid-Pacific – although as the day progresses we get views of coast lines and indeed intermittent 4G signals enabling a partial football score – until the signal is lost!

We have not previously visited the Observation Deck so head up there – it is open air and as we soon find it is the only location onboard where smoking is permitted – well there has to be somewhere!  We do some reading but head elsewhere in favour of fresh air after a while.  I think we have seen most of the ship on our various peregrinations around the boat.  We did plan a burger on the Pavilion Deck – which is the main pool area – but it is both busy and noisy so decide on a light lunch up in the Grills restaurant.

Appealing activities were limited this morning but we have a busy afternoon.  Jackie does her packing and then heads off to Bingo.  I make use of the balcony – the seats are comfortable and I can listen to some podcasts and also observe the white cliffs of Dover as we are proceeding (still pretty slowly) along past Dover and Folkestone – with cross channel ferries crossing in front of us at one stage.

I then attend to some of my packing and then I attempt to find out progress in Brentford of the Southampton team – once we go 1-0 down I am fed up and almost glad that we lose the signal.  I then join Jackie for some music in the Queen’s Room before attending most of the evening performance in the Royal Court theatre – but it is not as enthralling as “Brief Encounter” so depart for dinner.

Come Sunday morning we are docked and an early breakfast beckons before we can disembark, find our suitcases and car and return home.

Queen Anne 30.8.24

Cube Houses Rotterdam

Cube Houses Rotterdam

We remain moored in Rotterdam and following breakfast we take the free shuttle bus which is running from outside the cruise terminal to the Markthall.  Shuttle buses are running about every 15 minutes and take about 15 minutes with driver commentary on the surroundings.  He refers extensively to “livings” – flats or apartments.  The Erasmus bridge is one way for cars and buses so we take a slightly longer route across a couple of other bridges to reach our destination.

Even so we had no need to start this early as the Market does not open until 10 so we have time to look at the outside of the Kubuis houses – surely the result of a joke rather than a serious design approach plus a building with all the pipework on the exterior which houses the library (and a Starbucks).

Surfing in the Street Rotterdam

Surfing in the Street Rotterdam

We walk through the Markthall stopping to buy some local cheese and then in the direction of the main shopping area just to see some of the City.  In a small cut off the city has placed some water and a wave machine and the local surfers are all practicing their craft on this resource in the bright sun which we have today.  Not quite a beach – but earlier the bus driver had pointed out another end of a waterway where a beach is being created in a former port area with diggers and so on at work spreading sand – a little late for this summer but it should be ready for next year!

We wander through the City and then back over the Erasmus bridge to Queen Anne – and soon enough as it is quite warm walking through the city today.

Queen Anne Rotterdam

Queen Anne Rotterdam

One delight of Cunard is of course afternoon tea and so to the Queen’s Room at 3 for tea.  Sandwiches, cakes and the obligatory scone, jam first and cream to go with the tea all delivered with silver service.  Excellent and as it is later than lunchtime ideal for the late dinner we are planning after going to the Bright Lights Society!

Tonight is also gala night – so DJ and dress shirt are donned – the latter with more difficulty than anticipated as it seems I am no longer 16 1/2″ around the collar – doing up top buttons on my old shirts is proving distressing as it seems I have expanded.  I do manage it eventually.

We take a drink up in the Commodore Club – deck 14 (there is no 13) forward with a view of the outside world and listen to some jazz before our 19:30 appointment at the Bright Light Society back down deck 2.  When we get there we find that the performance tonight is cancelled due to illness – disappointing.

However we determine to simply advance dinner and go to the Queen’s Grill where as it is on the main menu we can have chateaubriand tonight.  Another lovely piece of steak and so stomachs sated we retire earlier than planned.

Queen Anne casts off in the middle of the night and commences the return journey to Southampton.

 

Queen Anne 29.8.24

Queen Anne Staircase

Queen Anne Staircase

As breakfast serving time feels early, especially given the lost hour, we have ordered room service with an omelette and accompaniments which gets the day off to a very solid start.  Nicely delivered and a little touch of luxury.  We have a decent size couch for two, a rotating single chair and a very solid table.  Outside on the balcony are two comfortable loungers and another smaller table.

Various sounds and noises disrupted sleep last night, in particular when I think the engines were working harder than they do throughout most of the cruise – I suspect we were given a specific period to traverse the narrowest section of the English Channel between Dover and Calais.  Otherwise given the sailing times on this holiday we are progressing at fairly low speeds.  Google reports that the distance is 221 nautical miles (254 land miles).  Given that the outward sailing is around 20 hours in elapsed time we are doing little more than 10 knots – Queen Anne is capable of just over 20 knots which is slower than either MS Queen Elizabeth or MS Queen Victoria as a top speed.

Queen Anne Deck 11

Queen Anne Deck 11

Jackie wants to play bingo this morning which is in the Golden Lion, which is forward on deck 2.  Once she is there I take myself up to the Terrace on Deck 11 to do some listening and some reading.  There is some low level music playing on the Terrace but it is not too intrusive as I am using earphones.  Given that the weather is looking good we decide, after taking a light bite in the Carinthia lounge – just to maximise our sampling of all outlets, to return to the Terrace.  Notable aspect of our light bite was that the yolk of the egg was still slightly frozen!  Although regrettably the sun disappears behind clouds whilst we proceed along many miles of industrial docklands as we head towards Rotterdam.

Eventually we reach our berth which is very conveniently located in the centre of the city, immediately adjacent to the Erasmus Bridge.  We are adjacent to a terminal building and can see coaches parked alongside for those going on trips this afternoon.  We are taking it easy and I manage to get a booking for the Bright Lights Society which is a second entertainment venue on board. This seems to have limited capacity and books up rapidly but I can get into the earlier session tomorrow evening – although I think I bag the last availability.

We dine in the Queens Grill tonight and then head to the Royal Court Theatre for a stage version of Noel Coward’s Brief Encounter.  This stage version was devised by Emma Rice in 2007 and adds some additional detail around the lives of the supporting class plus an express train headed by U class 1638 which is based on the Bluebell so I assume the other trains projected at various points are also from filming at the Bluebell – all very clever.  Although filmed in Carnforth station the setting is supposed to be somewhere in Southern England in the early thirties.  The locomotive is currently stored awaiting a full overhaul – which will be expensive as it will need boiler and firebox repairs and new tyres.

 

Queen Anne 28.8.24

Queen Anne Southampton

Queen Anne Southampton

Embarcation for our cruise is Southampton ocean terminal and whilst we are half an hour early many others are well in front of us.  We join short queue but soon a man is taking notes and then photos of the car, key handed over and we walk across to drop our main cases and head into the Ocean Terminal.

Check in is busy and passport dates are closely checked but we remain well within validity at the moment.  They decide to retake our security photos with glasses on but the longest delay is the check at the ship, although I cause a delay as my watch has tripped the security gate as I forgot to take it off.

We are asked to also visit our muster station and have our passes scanned as a double check that we are on board and also know the location of our muster station.  As the muster station is on stairway C, at the aft so having walked back we get scanned.  Next we want the Queen’s Grill where we will be eating our meals so we take the lift up to level 10 which is the location of the Grill restaurants.   Only to find that there is no entry from this direction – it is closed off – so we have to go down a floor, through the buffet restaurant (re-imagined as an “Artisans’ Foodhall”) to the mid-ships lift.

We head up in the lift to the Grill restaurants which will open at 1300 and after a drink we are positioned at a table behind a pillar and close to a serving station so the good lady wife is not at all happy and asks if we can be relocated, we shall see.

Lunch devoured we find our suite on deck seven which is towards the aft of the ship.  Jackie’s case arrives and she unpacks and mine then appears quite a bit later. As ever I suspect we have both over packed.

Queen Anne remains stationary and we head up to deck 11 and the Grills terrace where we can sit in the sun for an hour or so, although it is cloudier than early and even spits with rain at one point.

Showing that the ship is new it is announced that the usual emergency sirens will be heard and we have to go to our muster station.  Given our earlier visit this is a surprise!  However shortly before the alarms are sounded the instruction to visit the muster station is counter-manded; obviously scripts are not up to date!

Queen Anne

Queen Anne

Warning sirens sounded we commence sailing and head steadily down Southampton Water past Fawley and Netley and then we start heading eastwards towards the English Channel, turning as we get close to the Isle of Wight following the marker buoys.

Arriving back at the Grill restaurant for our dinner it is pleasing to hear that an alternative table has been found from which we can view the passing landscape on the port side, Gosport, Portsmouth, Spitbank Fort,  distant Wittering and Pagham are all out there somewhere.

We each have excellent steaks for dinner.

Post dinner we visit the theatre but are not greatly taken by the entertainer so slip out and return to our suite for a drink and bed.  We lose an hour tonight as we move to Rotterdam time ahead of our arrival there tomorrow afternoon.

Sleep is a little disturbed, hot, then cold, then hot again, odd noises and some strange notions.  First night is often short of sleep.

 

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