Showing posts with label Europe. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Europe. Show all posts

Monday, May 8, 2017

Amsterdam, Disembarkation, and Copenhagen

First off, leaving Zeebrugge and about 11 days into our cruise, the constant creaking in the ceiling of our cabin suddenly disappeared!  Why was this?  Did they take a body out of the ceiling or something?  It wasn’t like the seas were suddenly smoother or the wind had abated.  Regardless of how or why, the continuing, loud creaking in our cabin was gone…  Our nightly slumber greatly improved.

Approaching Amsterdam on a cruise ship is a trip.  There are locks that keep the Atlantic out and a very long inland passage through rolling countryside an industrial complexes to get to Amsterdam’s docks.  According to the Captain, it took more than 3 hours to get from Sea to Dock and considering this is about what it took us when we left to get back to the Atlantic, I have no reason to disbelieve him since I wasn’t getting up at 3:30am to check our in-bound passage.

Amsterdam is one of our favorite cities - and we had a mission to accomplish while we there.  The mission?  Buy some seriously aged Gouda cheese.  We got off the ship about 10:30 - our dock was at the Convention Center - great location from which to walk into town.  The walk into downtown took about 15 minutes - weather was a bit breezy and cool but we’d bundled up and brought light gloves along.

To price things, we visited three separate cheese stores - letting us a set an upper range for the cheese we were looking for.  The cheese stores were remarkably consistent - 11.99 Euro for a chunk of our aged Gouda.  So with this in mind, we went looking for a local supermarket to actually buy the cheese.  Location-wise, the supermarket was just off Dam Square where Madame Tussauds Wax Museum is located.  By way of comparison, buying the same cheese in the supermarket was 8.99 Euro for each chunk of 2 year aged Gouda - so we bought all we thought we could get home in our bags, probably saving about 30% overall compared to the specialty cheese stores.  With our cheese booty, it was time for the pirates to mosey back to the ship for lunch and meet up with Uncle Jack and Aunt Sarah.  We chose to walk back a slightly different direction (which in Amsterdam means along a different canal).  Found really small cross alleys here and there that offered interesting pictures before turning onto our target canal and “ladies on display”.  Even at 11am or so, there were working girls in the windows but it looked like they were attracting more lookie loos than paying customers.  

About 100 yards farther along, we were back to the place we’d started — once you’ve been to Amsterdam a few times, you stop getting lost within the first or second canal ring (this - canal ring) is my way of describing what you see on a map showing how things evolve from the Central Station which is directly adjacent to the Cruise Passenger Terminal (separated by about 400 yards along the water).  All the streets and canals from the water front run generally parallel — about a mile or so from the Central Station to the first “Ring” Canal (the floating flower market is here).  Then a bit further on, is a second “Ring” canal - and so forth.



Back on the ship with a night and sea day to reach Copenhagen, it was a chance to catch up on things aboard Zuiderdam.  First off, WiFi in our room started getting flaky in the strangest way.  We couldn’t log on in our cabin, but if I was willing to walk down to Guest Services on deck 1, I could get logged on immediately.  Then I could walk back up to our cabin on deck 6, and everything was fine.  Pretty random, right?  Don’t have a clue why this was, perhaps the router closest to our cabin had some kind of login issue but once logged in, would route packets back and forth.  Being an engineer type, I found that it didn’t matter what device or browser we used - because I tried them all.  This was not how things started on our cruise, but it is how it turned out our last 5 or 6 days.  We purchased the 1000 minute package for $250 which turned out to be enough for our 16 day cruise since we didn’t have internet for a couple of days — until I figured out the login trick.

Since we had an afternoon, and an entire sea day/night, we filled up our second Laundry bag to get clothes washed.  Left this on our bed when we went down for dinner, expecting we’d see clean clothes in 24 hours.  Well, perhaps not…  There was an un-announced laundry cut-off so we now have a full bag of dirty garments.  Holland America should have announced a Laundry “No Later than Date/Time” to prevent this.  Perceptions are colored by little things - enough little things add up,  and you move the dial to the good or to the not so good. 

So how do you help leave a really bad taste in your mouth when you get off a cruise?  Have a disembarkation process just as bad or worse than the Embarkation process…  The waiting was fine, and we did get off the ship at our scheduled time, including the two wheel chairs for Auntie and Uncle.  Our bags were waiting as expected and we did find a porter for Aunt Sarah and Uncle Jack’s bags.  So far so good - smooth as silk.  Then we saw a long, long, long (did I say it was LONG?) line - oh Crud, Customs must be really slow…  Nope as it turns out.  There are neither Immigration or Customs to clear when you get off in Copenhagen.  The long, long, long (LONG) line is for a taxi - bloody hell…  

So here’s a really importation TRAVEL TIP for Cruise ship arrivals in Copenhagen - find the number for a taxi or driver service and have a taxi or driver waiting for you when you get off.  Then you walk straight out of the terminal with your bags and you are gone 2 minutes after picking up your bags.  We waited for 1 hour and 45 minutes to get to the front of the taxi line.  We got a small Mercedes van for the the four of us and our bags - trip to our hotel along the waterfront downtown took about 20 minutes and cost $40.40 — all the cabs we used in Copenhagen took credit cards and we used our American Express Platinum for all of them.

Our hotel, Copenhagen Island, was directly adjacent to the Fisketorvit Copenhagen Mall - a 4 story mall with multiple retail stores, an Imax theater, a supermarket, and tons of restaurants.  My first impression of Copenhagen Island was good - if our ship was a hotel on the water, our hotel was a ship on the water - surrounded on all four sides by water with small bridges to get to and fro.  The hotel staff were super professional and managed to accommodate everything we needed or asked for and could give accurate directions to any place we were heading.  Our room was clean, well laid out, and had a really nice patio opening out onto the water - what a great view….  Our bathroom was a single sink bathtub/shower combination.

Our room also included breakfast (served 0630 to 1000) which was really good.  Excellent danish (my first Danish danish), yogurts, juices, cheeses, meats, scrambled eggs, bacon, and baked beans.

Over all, a very solid hotel choice, in a great location too since we were to find out that the walking distance to the Hop on Hop off bus was within 250 yards for the “Mermaid” Tour Bus and 50 yards for the “Christianshaven” Tour Bus - same company, different routes - but all included if you buy the “All Lines” card at a Tourist Office.  The Tourist Office we used was just across the street from Tivoli Gardens - one of the most popular attractions in Copenhagen - kind of a combination kid rides, beautiful lush gardens, and restaurant place - approximately 2 city blocks by 2 city blocks in size.  We didn’t go into Tivoli Gardens since we aren’t Disneyland kinda’ people anymore but if you are a family with kids, you shouldn’t miss it.  The All Lines Bus card price was $31 US for a 48 hour pass - since we took all three tours over two days, we felt this was a good value and gave you a great overview of the main areas of Central Copenhagen and close in suburbs.

Copenhagen is a city renowned for its cuisine - Michelin Stars in abundance.  My brother and sister in law visit Copenhagen often and love the city - and within the city, one restaurant in particular, “Geist” which is in Nyhaven (center of downtown).  Our dining experience there was decidedly “interesting”…  What else do you call an experience that features an incredibly eclectic menu with dishes/combinations you have never heard or even though about.  The items on the left side of the menu are “appetizer sized”; the ones on the right are almost “main portioned sized”.  The star?  Shitaki mushrooms with a carmelized sauce including Arabica coffee beans - absolutely outstanding - innovative and tasty.  The duds? Everything else…  I chose to follow an asparagus theme - white asparagus with shaved black truffles for starter, green asparagus with jalapeno and grape leaves, and an asparagus crisps dessert.  The dessert was interesting and tasted pretty good. They should have paid me to eat the other two dishes.  What a major disappointment  - at least it didn’t cost us what a 2 or 3 star would have cost but it was sure way more than we generally pay at a fine dining establishment back in the USA.

I guess while we are talking about prices, we should give you a general comparison between the three northern European cities we visited in sequence.  Brugge was the most expensive of the three, Copenhagen was in the middle, Amsterdam the cheapest.  Compared to home, even Amsterdam would be considered pricey, but we are talking about major cities and Value Added Taxes of 20-25%.  But it seems like you are getting your money’s worth in Amsterdam and especially in Copenhagen.  Lots of building on-going, fabulous architecture, bike lanes, great local transportation (which is pretty cheap).  Prices in the supermarkets for food and wine in both Amsterdam and Copenhagen was pretty much in line with what we’d expect in Naples.   The things that are expensive seem to be entertainment or clothing related.

A blurb on the Hop on Hop off bus..  First off, there are two different companies running Hop on Hop off.  This is not readily apparent and wasn’t an issue until we got to stop #2 in Nyhavn and found out when we tried to board a “Red” Bus that our ticket wasn’t good for this “Red Bus”.  I guess you are supposed to know the difference according to the tourist office lady who was indignant rather than helpful - only nasty person we met in Copenhagen and she didn’t work for our Red Bus line.  There is a subtle difference in where the flags are located on the side of the bus - our flags (indicating the 10 or so languages the tour is given in) is on the second deck of the bus; the “other” company’s flags are on the street level of the bus.  

So on our Red Bus Line - hereafter known as the “nice” bus line there are red (Mermaid), purple (Christianshavn), and green (Carlsburg) lines.  Green turns into Purple; cross-lining from Red, Green or Purple is at stop 13 - 2 blocks from Stroget street. For reference, we got onto the Mermaid tour at stop 14 - Tivoli Hotel and Convention Center and stop 38 - Fisketorvet Mall - for the Christianshavn tour.  The favorite area we saw on our tours was Fredericksburg - would live here in a heartbeat.  Beautiful streets, restaurants, 3-4 story apartment buildings, looks so invitingly livable.  On the green bus we met Alfio, our bus driver and of course, Valerie in her beautiful fashion found out right away that he has a cousin that works in a restaurant in downtown Naples that we frequent.  So we are now carrying a message to Luca from his cousin Alfio.  In the meantime, we had Alfio pointing out all the hard to see highlights along the way.  

Other highlights of Copenhagen?  Our second day in Copenhagen, the sun came out, and the people of Copenhagen, like a sun flower, turned to the sun to catch the rays.  Everywhere you looked, people were sitting out on sidewalks looking up to the sun, pants legs and shirt sleeves rolled up.  For us, the sun meant that the colors and refractions built into the buildings were in all their glory.  Copenhagen is pretty in the gray; stunning in the sun with green blue water surrounding round and triangular office buildings in marble, granite, and glass.

We were sitting out on our hotel room’s patio looking across the water where small motor boats moved back and forth when we noticed a very large swan, swimming rapidly back and forth…  You are now in the lair of the Killer Swan of Copenhagen…  He doesn’t bother motor boats, but Poseidon help you if you are in a kayak - he’s going to attack and drive you away.  We watched this happen a half dozen times with varying reactions by the kayakers.  One guy didn’t know he was being attacked because he was paddling pretty fast to start with so the swan couldn’t keep up but once he fell behind by about 20 yards, he went into flight mode and dived on the guy who now understood what was going on and exited rapidly stage left.

The next victim came from left to right - once it was apparent the kayak was entering the patrolled zone, the Swan swam to intercept and the guy say him coming and could tell by the puffed up wings that he meant business.  So he stopped - paddled a bit - splashed water at the swan with his paddle who back off about a yard.  The the kayaker backed away - still splashing water with his paddle on opposite strokes.  Kayaker #2 vanquished…  #3 was a pair of girls - they got one look at our scary killer swan, and they hightailed it before he could give them the full Monty.

So why you ask?  Was this swan abused by a kayaker when he was young?  Or was there a more mundane reason - like a nest nearby?  Turns out he was guarding his mate’s nest - built on a ramp into the river alongside a swimming facility.  The nest appears to have started with a fishing net and was about 3 feet in diameter - big enough it turns out for Mom (who was sitting on eggs) and Dad (aka Killer Swan) to curl up in for the evenings.  But once daylight comes, Dad is out patrolling his 100 or so yard stretch of water to keep them kayakers away.

We ate our second and third dinners in Copenhagen in more convention settings.  Our second evening, we enjoyed a very nice and reasonably priced dinner on the Mall’s third floor at a table with a great view of the river that runs by our hotel and the Mall (and the one patrolled by none other than our Killer Swan)  Food was reasonable, price was better, and once again, great service.  In fact, service in all three restaurants we ate in for dinner was very good - efficient and professional.  
On our last night, Valerie and I were on our own so we walked out into town to search up a place to eat.  On a very nice side street about 3/4 a mile away from our hotel, we found Mama Lubda’s Italian restaurant.  Great ambience and very good food.  Best marinated olives we’ve ever had - we had to get a second portion of them and spent several minutes talking with the manager to learn about their home made marinade.  Something we are going to do for ourselves at home…  Our server was a really nice young lady from Bulgaria - she has clearly been schooled in the European tradition and undoubtedly has a degree in hotel and restaurant management.  Two very nice pasta dishes accompanied by a great Italian Primitivo.  The walk back to the hotel - with the late Danish Sun appearing once again - was wonderful - people in the streets meeting for dinner or drinks - bicycle riders everywhere - something we wish we’d see more of in the US - bikes and bike lanes that allow you to navigate downtown areas of major cities - keeping you fit and the air cleaner…

Checked out of our hotel, Copenhagen Island, this morning - a hotel we’d highly recommend - great location - reasonable rates, and very nice room.  If you stay there, make sure to ask for a ground floor room with a patio; especially in summer - it is so nice to sit out in the sun and watch the world sail, walk, and fly (swans :)) by.  The hotel called a taxi for us - took about 5 minutes to get there and the ride to the airport was about 20 minutes and $40 away.  Everything was smooth until we got to the airport which brings us to our next cautionary tale.

Based on our experience, getting wheel chairs for Uncle Jack and Aunt Sarah was easy - but the wheel chairs don’t come with attendants - so how does this work with bags etc? Oh - did I say there weren’t any porters either?  Now maybe this is because it was 0700 in the am and they don’t show up until 08 or 09 - but if you are flying early on a Monday - you ain’t gettin’ no help whether you need it or not.  So we left our carry on bags and hoofed both wheel chairs and their bags over to the SAS Bag Check in.  Once we had them where they needed to be, Val and I had to hustle to security and our flight which was about an hour later by this point.  Security was a goat rope to say the least - we had all the appropriate sizes but in Copenhagen, they also really really care that what ever liquid you have in the appropriate size fits in a single 1 liter zip lock bag.  Since Val had about a two liter bag’s worth of appropriately sized liquids, she had to cull a liter’s worth of expensive shampoo and makeup stuff - not a happy time to say the least.


Once through security, everything went well - flying in business class means you get a row of three seats with no one in the middle in the front of the cabin, free box food and free beer/wine.  The flight from Copenhagen to Reykjavik is about three hours and really smooth.  We have just started descending so time to wrap things up to make room for our next episode which will cover our first ever visit to Reykjavik…

Sunday, April 30, 2017

MS Zuiderdam - 16 days from Ft Lauderdale to Copenhagen - Ponta Delgada and Three More Sea Days...

Ponta Delgada and Three More Sea Days…

Zuiderdam ran quickly East South East the 100 or so sea miles from Horta to Ponta Delgada arriving off the harbor around sunset.  The wind was approaching 60 knots as we entered the harbor, a fairly narrow entry with a strong sea wall to keep out the raging Atlantic.

Thus began the delicate dance of trying to get Zuiderdam to her berth, starting with turning her around to back into our assigned dock.  This started about the time we sat down to watch our evening entertainment in the Vista Theater at 8pm.  We could feel and hear our bow thrusters working hard throughout the 45 minute show.  We were still about 50 yards off the dock with two tugs pushing hard against our starboard side when we reached topside after the show ended.  We watched for the next 15 or 20 minutes as we inched our way closer to the dock on our port side, finally getting close enough for lines to be sent to the dock and pull her in the last few feet.  Our Captain, Pilot, and Tug boat crew really earned their money in our Ponta Delgada docking!

First impressions of Ponta Delgada at dark were mixed - seemed a lot less “quaint” than Horta.  Another cruise ship, Aida (a German cruise company) was docked and a small “expedition” class cruise ship “Serenissima” was next to us on the same pier.  Waking up the next morning and being able to see Ponta Delgada was a pleasant surprise - period white and black architecture, at least 6 churches in sight, and a fort 1/2 mile away to our left down the seaside walkway.  Green hillsides were in evidence behind the downtown area and on the plateau above the fort, we could see the end of the island’s runway.  One of lasting impressions of the Azores in April will be beautiful green hillsides, reminiscent of similar scenes in the Emerald Island.

We got off the ship about 9:30 or so, short easy walk off the ship to leave the port area, setting out to do some sightseeing.  Turns out, most stores don’t open until 10am so we walked around for a bit to kill some time and found out an important lesson.  In the Azores - or more accurately, Ponta Delgada, the drivers are so polite that as soon as you look like you are going to cross in a crosswalk, they stop immediately.  This is not Naples, Italy to be sure — we love Napoli and having lived there, know how you have to cross the street because Napolitani drivers will never stop for pedestrians, they just drive around you as you fearlessly proceed without stopping across the street.

Over the next hour, we walked along graffiti free, scrupulously clean cobblestone streets, a very nice morning stroll, finding in turn a pharmacy for some cough remedies, and later on, a super market for soft tissue.  Prices in both were reasonable and folks in both stores understood our questions and helped us get what we needed.  We checked out a Mexican restaurant - ouch, prices were expensive - essentially 12.90 Euros - $14 for a burrito; $25 for Fajitas.  We walked far enough along to reach the fort which is a pretty typical fortification - 3 Euro entrance fee to enter the military maritime museum, but across from a beautiful, tree-lined plaza centered on a bandstand that appears to be a civic center kind of area.  Having walked around for about 90 minutes, happily impressed with our first impression of Ponta Delgada, we headed back to Zuiderdam to take Aunt Sarah to lunch.

After lunch, we took Aunt Sarah ashore to give her a chance to see some of what we’d seen earlier.  This time though, we set course to the city market (Mercado) to see what we might see.  The Mercado was a little bit up the hill from our dock, but a very gentle and unchallenging grade.  We asked directions once since the tourist map we had didn’t do a very good job with street names.  After getting properly on course, we didn’t know we’d reached the Mercado until a delicious cheese smell wafted out of a nondescript white door.  Was so focused on walking forward, I wasn’t paying attention to the store’s entrance, fortunately, my nose grabbed my attention.  Walking inside, we could see three walls of local wine and a long cooler counter of delicious looking cheese wheels.  Have to love a market you enter through a cheese and wine store…  Once into the market proper, we could see fresh fruit and produce in the covered, 50 yard by 50 yard market area - since it was now about 1pm or so, many of the vendors were starting to pack things up.  One price that stands out was 2 euros for a 10 kilogram sack of potatoes - so prices seemed pretty reasonable all told.  Another thing that stood out was that locally grown items were designated as “regional” produce - and looking at the variety of what’s available, the green fields of the Azores are clearly productive.  The fish market was already closed but the meat market was still open — fresh meat and sausage looked great.   Once again, regionally grown meat was advertised for sale in the market so it seems the Azorians can avail themselves of local produce from farm and field.  I didn’t do a comparison between products notated as “regional” and similar products without the regional designation so can’t say if there is a substantial price differential one way or the other. 

After another hour or so ashore, Aunt Sarah and I dodged a few rain showers to re-board Zuiderdam.  Once back in our room, Valerie and I saw a phenomena which we will always remember in context of Ponta Delgada — the afternoon swim.  First a bit of additional context…

The outdoor temperature was high 50’s - scattered clouds, winds in the harbor at 20+ knots, and two - three foot waves inside the seawall.  I can’t imagine what the water temperature in the harbor was but doubt it touched 60 degrees.  First, a guy in a wetsuit jumped into the water and swam about 400 yards before pulling himself out on the steps of a sea water filled swimming pool with water sloshing back and forth into the pool from the harbor.  Geez - that doesn’t look fun - but at least he had a wetsuit on.  For the next three hours, we watched men and women from 30’s to their 70’s walk down to a small harbor side building, doff their clothes, get into bathing suits and walk directly into the harbor water for brief swims.  We froze our little tushies off just watching them - in some cases, folks spent more time getting undressed and redressed than they actually spent in the water - must be some kind of daily check off - 3 or 4 pm, head to harbor and take my daily polar bear plunge, carry on with remainder of my daily schedule.

Three earth shaking blasts of the ship’s whistle and we were away from the Ponta Delgado dock.  It was way easier leaving the dock than getting there about 24 hours earlier mostly due to the fact we were just sailing directly away from the dock and out the harbor entrance.  The Captain noted on our departure that the low pressure weather center was stronger to the east south east of Ponta Delgado so rather than taking the shorter direction, we were going to sail west around the island and from there head north.  The seas were still pretty good sized but apparently not quite as bad so off we went to our next stop, Cherbourg, France.

On the way to Cherbourg, and in celebration of King’s Day (Birthday of the Dutch King) we wandered up to the Crows Nest Bar on deck 10, port side (left) forward for a great view of Zuiderdam rising and falling on the 20+ foot swells which were heading directly into.  Fast forward two days…  Heading directly into the waves is a way smoother ride (in most of the ship except the lower areas forward) than having them directly aft (behind you).  Considering that the stabilizers keeping our ride smoothed out are like “wings” riding below the water, like wings in the air, the faster you move through the medium,  the better the wings work.  When the waves are coming from behind, they make your speed through the water, relative to the wing, less effective.  Anyway, seeing those big waves coming at us was a cool view.  Cooler still was seeing all the people pour into the Crows Nest to celebrate Kings Day — announce there are free drinks and everyone decided they aren’t going to bed at 9pm tonight…

Just so you don’t think Valerie and I were up there for the free drinks, we were drinking our new substitute for “Fireball” which isn’t available on Zuiderdam - “Damn”…  Not even Jack Daniels “Fire” is available - so no cinnamon fix for us — we had to be satisfied (and we mostly were) with Jack Daniels “Honey”.  A very nice drink to share and watch the people roll in like the tide.   The soft pitch and roll that night rocked us softly to sleep and the beginning of our three day sea journey to Cherbourg.

Weather on all three sea days was gently deteriorating as our latitude went from the high 30’s (38) to the high 40’s (48.20N) — basically off the French coast at Brest — with the temperature dropping from the mid-60’s to the mid or low 50s with gray skies and intermittent rain.  The other thing that has changed this afternoon (Sunday) is that we are now essentially in the southern end of the English Channel and there are ships ahead, abreast, and behind as this is one of the busiest shipping channels in the world.  Directly out my  window, I can see a tanker and a break bulk cargo ship (when I looked closer, I could see a third a few miles farther away) going south within a mile of our port side.  The other weather observation this afternoon is the big ocean swells that have been pushing us along, are still there but the wind (from an Irish low to our Northwest) is now coming at us on the port side so there is a lot of confusion out there.  The swells are behind us, the whitecaps are coming at our cabin with the net effect looking like the agitation cycle in your washing machine.


Predicted weather for our Cherbourg port call isn’t good - gale force winds and rain - hmmm, didn’t the Allied invasion get moved around for funky weather about 74 years ago?  I guess we’re going to have a proper tour of Normandy tomorrow.

Wednesday, June 15, 2016

Twenty Four Days by Land and Sea in Europe - Port Call: Kotor, Montenegro

We were greeted with Chamber of Commerce weather for our first visit to Montenegro.

Getting there aboard Vision of the Seas was just amazing...  Look at the map below and you can see the maneuvering we had to do to get from the Adriatic to Kotor all the way over on the right -- including that narrow passage where we turned right on our final approach to Kotor.  



The next 5 pictures were taken along the route into Kotor - great sailing by our Capitan and crew.

Starting the run in...
Making our first big turn...
At the narrowest part of our passage...
Made the turn, heading to our anchorage...
What a backdrop - looks like it could be in Alaska... We tendered in from our anchorage

Welcome to Kotor
The town is completely charming - Cobblestone streets, small churches, and sidewalk cafes.
And if you want some serious exercise, you can climb the hill in the background
This is the south entrance of the old town's castle
Map of the town, castle, and fortifications on the hill above the old town
It is quite a hike...
Kotor is famous for its cats



Our port call in Kotor was half a day - plenty of time to wait for the tender lines to slow down, go ashore, walk from one end of the old town to the other, do some shopping, stop in a cafe for a local beer, and still get back to the ship with plenty of time before we left.  It was an easy walk from the tender load/unload point to the old town -- no need for maps or guided tours if the old town is your ultimate objective.  If you are feeling spry and full of energy, climbing the hill behind the town which takes more than an hour up and 40 minutes or so back down is a great way to burn off some of that energy.  I expect the view from up top, particularly on a clear, warm, and sunny day like the one we enjoyed, would be a pretty awesome reward for your effort.

We left Kotor when the sun was hiding behind the mountains surrounding the city and sailed back to the Adriatic - rewarded this time by the lights of the small towns along the way reflected in the water as we glided past - a perfect first port call aboard "Vision of the Seas".





































































































Wednesday, June 1, 2016

Twenty Four Days by Land and Sea - Stopping for Lunch... Occhiobello

We have been so fortunate weather-wise on our trip.  Every day we have stopped somewhere, the weather has been beautiful so having a bit of rain, thunder, and lightning between Greve in Chianti and Venezia (Venice) wasn't going to rain on our parade.  How many days do you get to drive past Siena, Florence (Firenze) and Bologna on the way to Venice?


Not a bad 3 hour drive
The drive from Tuscany included lots of tunnels through lots of mountains.  You know you've been in a long tunnel when your GPS, having lost its satellite signal for several minutes starts telling you to turn left in the approaching traffic circle?

Just about an hour out of Venice, halfway between Bologna and Venice, the lunch bells in our car rang so we started looking for a town where we could find a restaurant for lunch.  One of the wonderful things about Italy is you can always find a good restaurant regardless of where you are.  We had just crossed the River Po when we saw a clock tower indicating we were approaching a town of decent size -- the next exit said, "Occhiobello" so we pulled off the Autostrada (freeway or more accurately toll road) and started nosing around the town looking for a likely restaurant.  It took about five minutes before we saw a little brown sign indicating a restaurant.  We made a turn or two and ended up on the east bank of the river Po looking at a pretty full parking lot with a bridge leading to two houseboats floating on the river -- Il Mulino Sul Po.  Il Mulino sul Po
Don't be put off by the low Trip Advisor rating  -- their overall rating is pulled down by Italian ratings - Italians have much higher expectations than Americans or other Europeans (there are only 4 non-Italian reviews and the Non-Italian ones average out pretty high)
Restaurant entrance on the river Po


When we entered, we were wondering...  But as soon as we entered the main dining area and saw all the Italian guys with plates piled high with Mussels, Calamari rings and the like, we knew we would be just fine.  Our waiter who spoke passable English explained the 7 courses which we could back up by looking at the wall that laid out each course and the 24 Euro price.  After switching out the three bottles of wine on our table -- one sparkling and two white - for three bottles of red wine, we started eating and laughing - all the time looking at panties, various currencies, business cards, and graffiti on the walls and ceiling - clearly a place to let your hair down so to speak.

After starting with our buffet appetizers, we didn't stop eating, drinking and laughing for two hours.  Makes you wonder how much work gets done in the afternoons around here.  Fortunately, we only had another hour's drive to Venice.  After gorging at lunch, we ended up having pizza for dinner - we were still stuffed 4 hours later.  Our lunch experience was so typical of the reason why we like to travel - you never know what you're going to find around the corner or in the next small town.
















Tuesday, May 31, 2016

Twenty Four Days by Land and Sea - 48 Hours in Venice to Catch a Cruise - It's all about Draggin' your Bag

We are always up for learning new ways to travel or experience places we're going to see.  In this case, we thought we'd experience Venice by spending our days exploring Venice, and our evenings in Mestre, the mainland city connected by bridge to Venice.  Our learning objective had to do with the logistics of getting to a cruise ship from our pre-cruise hotel - so, what did we learn?

Location of our hotel (top left) and cruise terminal (right center)
We have walked all over Venice (Venezia in Italian) and have stayed in hotels on Venice and across the Guidecca Strait on Guidecca Island.  The issue for cruisers when you are staying on one of the islands is how to handle your bags.  You can get on a water taxi from the airport or you can get off the train at the Venice train station in Piazzale Roma.


Now, how are you going to get your bags either directly to the ship or to your hotel if you are staying in the Venice pre-cruise?

From the airport you can catch a "land" taxi (to distinguish it from water taxi) that will take you across the bridge and directly to your ship since the cruise terminal on the northwest end of the island is accessible by car or bus.  While we haven't done it ourselves, it appears you can also take a water taxi (though it might take a transfer or two unless you want to pay for a private ($$$) (as opposed to public) water taxi to take you the cruise port.  On a public water taxi, you are handling your bags onto and off the boat.

If you are arriving early in Venice, you will have two challenges...  1) Getting to your hotel and 2) Getting from your hotel to the cruise ship terminal.  In both cases, the challenge is getting your bags there with you.  Why?  Because the only part of Venice with auto access is the northwest corner of Venice where the trains, buses, ships arrive and depart.  Guess what?  No hotels on the northwest corner of the island...

As it is with all things, if you are willing to spend a fair amount of money, all of these issues go away - you arrange or have your travel agent arrange for private water taxis to and from your hotel, then you book a high end hotel with direct water taxi access, and have your water taxi driver call your hotel as you arrive to deal with your bags.  Having researched hotel prices on or near the Grand Canal recently, the hotels that fall into this category are going to set you back at least 500 Euros/night while the pricier ones exceed 1000 Euro's/night.

But with luggage for 24 days and taking a cruise ship from Venice for the first time, we figured there had to be a better way to deal with things.  So utilizing my advanced map reading skills (?which way is north again?) and reading a few blogs and Trip Advisor pieces, we decided to look at hotels in Mestre -- the city right across the bridge from Venice.

Mestre is a "regular" city, home to many Italians who work daily at shops, hotels, and attractions on Venice.  The public transportation infrastructure from Mestre to Venice is really good - buses, trams, and taxis come and go on a frequent and regular schedule.  My first experience with the public transport system was getting back to our hotel from dropping off our rental car at the Euro Car counter in Piazzale Roma.  After paying for my 1.50 Euro ticket at the counter (good for 75 minutes of riding buses and trams) and using the helpful "how to" instructions from Hotel Villa Barbarich Hotel Villa Barbarich, I boarded the Red Tram and headed back across the bridge from Venice to Mestre.

At the end of the Tram line (Mestro Central -- Piazalle Cialdini), I walked across the bus station to catch the bus back to our hotel at Lane B3 (look for buses with "Noale" or "Scorze" in their destination sign).  Since we were staying at Hotel Villa Barbarich, I got off at stop #98 -- Via Castellana 4/32.  All in all this ride took about 35 minutes and the walk from the bus stop to the hotel was about 5 minutes.

Mike, Liz, Valerie, and I reversed these directions the next morning when we headed into Venice to see the sights.  Having done it once, the second time was like riding a bicycle -- and can't argue about the price -- according to the hotel, taxis are 30 Euros each way; we paid 6 Euros each way for the 4 of us.  In the late afternoon, we headed back to the hotel -- a little curve ball on this trip since the tram service was interrupted but 5 minutes later, a bus arrived to pick up the tram passengers and honestly, it took about the same amount of time to reach our Mestro Central transfer point.  So taking travel both ways into account, a day of sightseeing in Venice cost us 12 Euros and about an hour and ten minutes travel time.  Not a bad trade off, especially since the next morning, our taxi -- arranged by Hotel Villa Barbarich, arrived promptly at 11:00.  For a cost of 35 euros, we arrived 25 minutes later at our cruise ship embarkation point having to drag our bags a grand total of 40 yards for check-in. Wonderfully convenient and cost effective.

We really enjoyed our stay at Hotel Villa Barbarich - a lovely property that will henceforth be known in my vocabulary as the "No Problem" hotel.  Whenever I went down to the desk to ask a favor, the answer I received was, "No Problem".  I have not stayed at many hotels where this was the case and I had a couple of challenges to solve during our stay -- one involved sending a room key back to our previous hotel.  In the end, they made everything easy for us -- perfect.



Our room was wonderfully decorated with a comfortable bed and marble bathroom.  Our room included a balcony overlooking the courtyard and a small stream below -- we actually saw what looked like a beaver or muskrat swimming into its home one evening.

Our included breakfast was served in a magnificent restaurant and was the best breakfast we'd enjoyed at any of our hotels along the way.




After our huge lunch -- a separate blog post by itself -- on our arrival day and a late lunch in Venice on our walking tour day, we ended up having the front desk order pizza delivery for us ("No Problem").  There is nothing quite like eating pizza, drinking a robust red wine from Chianti, and sitting on your balcony watching the sun set and moon rise with the best of friends.










Wednesday, May 25, 2016

Twenty Fours Days in Europe by Land and Sea - Orvieto

After waking up, I headed over to Euro Car to pick up the car we'd rented through Auto Europe.  Everything was flawless and ready to go.  They were kind enough to allow me to leave the car parked in the garage while I picked up our friends arriving from Miami via Al Italia.  With Mike and Liz in tow, we got the car packed up and headed over to the Hilton to pick up Valerie and the rest of our bags.  Our rental car, a Fiat 500L Station Wagon managed all our bags and gave each of us plenty of leg room for the trip from Fiumicino to Orvieto.

4 People - 24 days - Not bad

The drive was easy and uneventful - Co-Pilot Live (Europe) got us directly to Hotel Duomo, our first night stop.  It was fun to be driving in Italy again and traffic on Rome's outskirts and onto the Autostrada was an easy way to break yourself back in again.  Orvieto is a beautiful hilltop town in Umbria, but so close to Tuscany that we consider it the gateway for any of our Tuscan visits when driving up A1 (as opposed to coming up the coast roads west of Rome).

Hotel Duomo was a nicely appointed 3 Star hotel directly adjacent to the Duomo (main church). Hotel Duomo
Orvieto Duomo
The room was clean, bed was nice, and bathroom properly laid out.  Our 2nd floor room opened up onto an alley giving us the ability to look out and surveil passerby's like proper Italians.  Our included breakfast the next morning was a good continental style affair with Italian brewed coffee of your choice.  A key consideration to our stay at Hotel Duomo was that they offer parking (18 E/day) in a private garage.  We had stayed in Orvieto back in 2008 at Hotel Piccolomini and we ended up parking our car at the base of the hill and walking up into town after dropping our bags.  At Hotel Duomo, we parked our car right in front of the hotel, unloaded our bags and they whisked it away until the next morning - really convenient.

After getting settled, we ran up to the Duomo piazza for lunch.  The first place we tried said they were closed so we went next door and sat down.  Our first lunch in Italy was good, priced reasonably (except for the wine), and we got a great recommendation for dinner that night.

Our first meal in Italy
After a tour through the town to walk our lunch off and take a few pictures, we started looking for mischief...  That's when we found the Orvieto Underground tour - at 5 Euro's each, it was a great price and our guide both knowledgeable and well spoken.  During our hour long tour, we saw a very small part (2 of more than 1,000 caves or subterranean rooms) of the catacombs under today's medieval city.  Our guide noted that most every building in the city has a cave or subterranean room, generally used today for wine and/or cheese storage and dating back in many cases to Etruscan (pre-Roman empire) times.  One of the "Oh Reallys..." on our tour were the pigeon holes throughout our first cave - a sign of the cave owner's wealth - since apparently, pigeons were a prized source of food back in the day.  At the end of the tour, we were peeved to note that no one else in our tour group was kind enough to tip our guide - we ended up apologizing to our guide for our group's parsimony...Orvieto Underground
Underground Grain Mill



Underground Pigeon Holes
After a late-afternoon nap, we were out on the prowl again, this time to eat dinner at La Palomba (The Dove) at an appropriately Italian time of 9:15pm.  La Palomba is always busy and we were glad we'd had Hotel Duomo call down and get dinner reservations for us.  The highlight of dinner was having truffles (Tartufo) grated over our pasta - oh how we miss our special Italian truffle places here in Italy.  Back in the USA we've seen 3-figure prices for far less truffle than our waiter put on each of our plates.  Wine was much more reasonable at La Palomba as evidenced by the fact our dinner bill (including three plates of truffled pasta) was less than our lunch bill.  Yep, we're back in Italy - land of very reasonable food prices - unless they hit you with the "tourist" (sucker) "tax" which the guy at lunch had done. La Palomba Restaurant

Add some more truffles please...

4 happy diners at La Palomba


After a nice walk back to the hotel, it was lights out for a good night's sleep before heading into Tuscany (Toscana) on the morrow...



24 days by Land and Sea in Europe - Getting There

This was our first Turkish Airlines experience in twenty years.  After reading other blogs and seeing very positive reviews on Turkish Business Class and Lounge experiences, we were really excited about our flights from Miami (MIA) to Istanbul (IST) and Istanbul to Rome's Leonardo da Vinci (FCO).

The In-flight experience lived up to expectations and set a new bar for our flying and lounge experiences en-route.

I wish the same could be said about the experience getting us into the air.  After interacting with Turkish Airlines reservation centers and On-line tools for more than 6 months leading up to our flight, I think I can categorically state are the worst I have experienced.  Generally speaking, the on-line tools listed as being available, either don't work, or don't work as expected.  On-line check-in -- or more accurately my ability to check Valerie in, but not myself -- followed by the inability of two different Turkish Airlines National Call Center representatives to do it on my behalf before arriving at the airport -- brought needless stress and an earlier than planned departure from home to ensure I actually had a seat on both flights.

Added to this needless complication - which took 15 minutes of unscrewing by the Turkish Airlines agent at Miami International - with no explanation - was the complete inability of Turkish Airlines gate agents to consider allowing us to catch a different IST to FCO flight that was 50% of capacity in Business Class and would have cut our wait time in Istanbul by almost 4 hours.  Now, as stated above the Lounge in Istanbul was the best we'd ever been in, but honestly, I'd rather have been to Rome 4 hours earlier.  The lack of willingness to even try booking us on the earlier flight was a black mark in our book.

Have you ever wondered whether you will be fed on a Red-eye flight that departs at 9pm and despite your best efforts both on-line, on the phone, and at the airport, no one could tell you if you would have dinner service?  So unable to verify we were actually going to be served dinner (breakfast and lunch seemed most likely based on flight time), we ate in the Miami departure lounge.

The shared Business Class/Star Alliance lounge in Miami -- hosted by Avianca - was crowded and noisy.  The food and wine were acceptable; the free wifi was also good enough to catch up on email and FB before wheels up.  Next time, we'll try the adjacent Premier Lounge in the hope for a more serene experience.

But once we aboard, "No" and "Incompetence" were replaced by "Yes" and complete professionalism.

Our lay flat seats were covered by our flight attendant with a seat "pad" analogous to a mattress pad to make the seat a more comfortable bed.


Menus with our names on them were provided as soon as we were wheels up putting to rest our question about dinner -- and making the appetizers we'd grazed on in the lounge feel like lumps of greasy fast food in our belly.
The experience just kept on rolling...  Because in addition to our "By Name" menus, we were given an LED candle to add ambience to our upcoming dining experience which was delivered by elegantly outfitted carts and ordered from appropriately attired Sky Chefs (including Chef Hats) who asked us how we'd like our Filets cooked.









Having done Business/First on Singapore, Upper Class on Virgin Atlantic, United, Lufthansa, Air France, and Delta, I can categorically state this was the most unique and complete dining experience I've experienced aboard an airplane.




The Turkish Airlines lounge in Istanbul was the best we've experienced.  The Singapore Airlines lounge at Changi Airport is wonderful; the Virgin Upper Class lounge at Heathrow is posh -- but neither of them compares to our 6 hour experience in Istanbul.  First off, as Business/First passengers on a long layover, we could and did obtain a "Suite" which provided us a twin bed with fresh sheets, a TV, radio, hangers, and a locked door to rest in during our stay.  When we got out of bed after a couple of hours, we left our bags in the suite and toddled out to get some food - including hand made tortellinis - and to try our hand on the fully up Golf simulator and adjacent slot car track.  Valerie used the Lady's facility on the lower level and came back to grab her phone and take a picture -- it was that beautiful inside.





**** Travel Intelligence Tip ****
If you are traveling through Istanbul and use the Turkish Airlines lounge - head downstairs (it is a two story affair).  Downstairs is newly completed and considerably quieter than the upper floor.  Our main level Suite while an awesome experience was noisy due to increased foot traffic.  There are suites on the lower floor in a much quieter corner of the room.

Our flight from IST to FCO went without a hitch -- and on the 3 hour flight, we were served another great dinner albeit with a little less ambience since we were on a single aisle Airbus.

On arrival in Rome, our bags were waiting for us as soon as we'd cleared passport control - in this instance, our "priority baggage handling" tags really worked.  With nothing to declare, we strolled out and began trying to figure out how to walk to the Rome Airport Hilton - our tactical mistakes were two-fold.  First, we went all the way out to the the curb looking for signs, then we compounded this error by asking a couple of taxi drivers for directions.  The signs to the Hilton were all actually inside the terminal and, if you knew what you were looking for and where, right there on the left when you walked out of customs.  And as for directions, taxi drivers are by definition, "Drivers" - they know how to get from Point A to Point B at the airport by auto - they aren't walking.  So while we managed to get to the Hilton, we did so in the least efficient fashion and if it had been rainy (which fortunately it wasn't) we would have been soaked when we could have walked by sky bridge from our arrival terminal through the parking/rental garage and directly to the front entrance of the Hilton.

Rental Car Offices

Hilton Hotel Icon is top left - start looking on left when you exit Customs and you'll see them


Oh well, live and learn, we were happy we'd picked the Rome Airport Hilton since we had our heads on the pillow 30 minutes after walking out of Customs.
Midnight arrivals put a premium on rapid and hassle free transition from flying to lights out.

Rome Airport Hilton