Cranes, containers, docks, old ports, new port, water taxis, one windmill, water, wind and fast-moving clouds. And the Erasmus bridge. To do the almost compulsory tourist tour of the port (rather a small part of the port) I chose not a suitable time, but a time when I could be a passenger on the boat named “Abel Tasman”. It sounds romantic (although his life in all likelihood was far from such a description) and why travel on a vessel named after a very well-known Venetian (you know who I mean) when you have the choice of one that bears the name of a lesser-known seafarer from the countryside in northern Netherlands?
More things I saw can be found here: