Ross, the Netherlands December 4, 2014
We arrived in the night,
There was no indication, it's a hotel, no nameplate with Entrance. I was afraid, we had to sleep under a bridge.
Finally we found the right building, Babka tower.ON the 9th floor was it dark.
The man behind the net , dos not give us service.
We asked him to accompany us, to the app. 2 blocks farther. No, the man had to stay there.....
Was there a map of the surroundings, the city, I havenot see it.
We had to open 5 doors with 4 different keys.
My old friend was tired, he walked with suitcase and his stick.
It was difficult with all the keys , like in a labyrinth.
Suddenly the lamp in the stairwell stops. We had to look in dark to a button, what a poverty.
When we were arrived near our appartment, the men was there too.... Now he had time?
o service, no Our appartment was fair, the bed was old, too low for elder people.
On the floor was a carpet, under it ware damage of the parket.
But the carpet was rolling up, very dangerous.
And for elder people, there are no good lamps, where you can read.
So I put a chair and read in the bathroom.
This is not a hotwel, this are appartments without service in a normal appartment , where families live permantent.
Yes it was a room with a view, the cimetry, the church, the Polisch flaf, the tramways, the rotonde.
And there was silence, we didnot hear anything.
But we never come back.
