Fasten Your Seatbelts Says A Voice

Back in spring 2020 we booked a ferry crossing a few nights in Antwerp and Ghent for my 50th birthday. This holiday for the four of us never happened. In March 2020 we went into lockdown and my 50th (in May) was spent on the front doorstep as people came and wished me happy birthday over the wall. The ferry crossing, an overnight cabin from Hull to Zeebrugge, was converted into a voucher. We were planning to use the voucher to go from Hull to Rotterdam (the Hull- Zeebrugge crossing was axed last year) and that the three of us would spend a few days in Amsterdam and by the Dutch coast. In the aftermath of Isaac's death we've all been feeling the need to get away and a week in the Netherlands seemed to be just the ticket especially as we've already paid for the crossing. Then, two weeks ago, P&O sacked 800 workers and since then most of their ferries have been stuck in port. The new poorly paid workforce are untrained and the ferries have been deemed not safe to sail. We have some qualms about using P&O at all due to the appalling, some might say illegal, nature of their business practices although I also don't see why they should pocket our £440 without us getting anything in return- we'll have to square that circle later this year. 

But anyway, to cut a long and tiresome story short, with the need to get away from home and to spend some time somewhere else (almost anywhere else) burning strongly, we took the money we have saved in our holiday fund that we'd put aside for the Netherlands and spent it on a five day stay in Palma, Mallorca. Adios amigos- see you all next weekend. 

Majorca