Well here
we are nearly 10 months on from the original Megalitres of water under the
bridge but still looking ahead. Due to technical reasons we cannot give you the
original soundtrack by the Rolling Stones but they were never any good anyway –
They have enough material for two hours in the World’s big stadiums but they
lack consistency though they have been responsible for some great tracks. One of those ones where you check out the
greatest hits CD and not the back catalogue.
Only joking boys but I’m not really a fan.
I just did
the sound for a laugh but realised afterwards that if I were ever interviewed I
could say that it typified the city at the time hard and a little angry but at
the same time dealing with global businesses.
As you know
I do get in trouble in certain circles for including pictures of this type so
I’ll gloss over it but for the record this is The Great Western Hotel inspired
by the Chrysler Building in New York.
The picture was taken from Centraal Station which was
coincidentally designed by an American architect and resembles the front of
Washington Dulles airport (Now renamed after Ronald Reagan.)
The
Unilever building. Note the folding
bike in the foreground. I had it about
a month before it was stolen. I think
it was the rather cheeky combination of red and blue that proved irresistible to
bike thieves. I realised and did plan
to paint in but never got round to it.
Still it played havock with my knees but it was brilliant for taking on
trains and riding short distances.
You’ll
probably remember the previous caption but I wonder if he used the line about
the Discovery Channel.
De
Lijnbaan Europes
first shopping precinct (mall.)
The famous
cube houses at Blaak one of my favourites.
The
underground railway and metro station at Blaak with appropriate clock.
We cross
the Maas Meuse via The Willamenabrug.
The
floodlight pylon at De Kuip home of Feyenoord.
Looking
back towards the stadium the view most supporters see as they drive in from the
Ring Rotterdam though the statdium does have its own railway station.
The van Brienoordbrug
seen from the South Side. I have to
admit that I was gasping at this stage – the temperature was around 30 and the
sun was a daemon. I did find sutable
shade however in a street of old houses that seemed a million kilometres from
the stadium and the CBD.
As I said I
was gasping by this stage but realised that you could take a folding bike on
the metro despite the fact that ordinary bikes are not allowed thereby saving
around 7 k.m.
The bike.
The bottom
80% of the Erasmusbrug.
Looking
back towards the city we see the old railway bridge now by a four track tunnel.
Even in the
World’s Biggest port the planners have seen sense and allowed a few old bridges
and windmills to stay.
The Euromast
– built for the 1960 Floriade flower exhibition. There’s a really nice park nearby but I have to report that there
was a kickabout going on and by the way they were playing assumed they
were English but they turned out to be Dutch – perhaps a foreign trainer could
shake things up a bit.
Het
Kasteel The Castle home
of relegated Sparta Rotterdam.
I managed
to make it back to the centre of the city without expiring and took refuge in
probably the worst example of an English pub outside of Bedfordshire. I slagged it off in “The Road to Leiden” but
fortunately for me the poor write-up had not affected trade when I returned in
the Autumn (Fall) to check.