Time to go back to school

The summer is nearly over and the kids need to go back to school, not a single day of their holiday they wanted to sleep in.
But of course today school was starting again and to get them out of bed was a crime.



Strange because six weeks long they were up before seven o’clock in the morning. Yes, all of a sudden we had to get up early and then my little princesses did not want to get out of bed.
All the things in live have a rythm.
At least that is what they say, but I am not a 100% sure about that.
Some days you never get into the rythm, eventhough you would love to.
A family life is not always easy, I must admit that it has it’s beautiful sides.
But some days are pretty heavy, youre not only dealing with the kids but also with your hard working spouce.



There is simply no rest at all in your situation.
If you make the choice to do nothing the world around starts to complain and looks angry at you.
In these kind of situations i envy all the single people.
But let us look on the bright side of life.
Now the kids have gone to school and my wife has gone to work, it is very quiet in the house.
And it is kind of lonely to be home on your own.



There is never a moment to escape from reality, it is always there.
I hope that i can get myself to do something today, as the weather outside is as depressing as my mood.
Of course we going to give it a try, but i am not expecting a lot that will come out of my hands.
I think it is the after-the-summer-holiday-depression-season


The Old Sailor,

Just because everybody is beautiful

Dear Bloggers,

Never judge anybody on their looks, nice people are not always looking nice.
Not everybody is a beauty on the outside, but some people are so beautiful inside



Here is a little food for thought:

There is so much beauty in life,
beauty in the soul,
beauty in the heart and in the mind
of the good man and woman.
There is beauty in nature,
beauty in the sky and in the clouds,
in the mountains and in the sea.
Beauty in true friendship.
And immeasurable beauty in love.
To delight us in this world.

I hope that you can find the beauty in your life.
And live as happy as possible.

The old Sailor,

Cause of all trouble

Dear Bloggers,


Nearly all problems, conflicts and wars in this world are caused by the 3 C’s

Church: Cause of all emotional and spiritual problems, done by the almighty one.


Cash: Cause all emotions and trouble that money and power can give.


Cunt: Cause of all emotians and trouble, where sexuality is saddled up with.


These three things have been studied by many others and there where only a few that could find denial in this matter.

My motto is: Live life as long it is there, pray for less fights, spend your last money on a drink and fuck if your life is on the line


p.s (I am rewriting and translating some of the blogs that i published earlier on my site in the Dutch language.)




The Old Sailor,

I am beautiful inside

Beautiful women date ugly guys.

And yes I must admit I am one of them, I think it is just the way that we have to live life. Some women that are too picky they will never find a way to keep a man.

Beauty is more important for women than men when it comes to breaking into Tinseltown. An ugly woman who wants to be a superstar virtually doesn’t have a shot; an ugly man only has a slightly harder time making it than his better looking counterparts. Hence, there is a decent amount of ugly men, but there are plenty of good looking women… so when they pair off, some of the better looking women inevitably end up with the not-so-cute guys.

I can’t think of many unfortunate looking women with good looking men.
Of course, there’s that thing called “personality” that often attracts people to one another, but for the sake of analysis, we’ll put good intentioned love aside.



This happens with real people, too. How many times do we look at the wedding pictures of someone else, and see the beautiful bride, and her not-so-much prince on a white horse kind of husband?



Perhaps this happens because women are less critical of men’s bodies than men are of women’s; this is in the sense that, yes, women do nag and complain.
And they are extremely demanding to get attention, men in that case are picky but they are not all loving themselves too much. It means that they will fully go for it but will not drown themselves in tears and stop eating, like a lot of women would do.

Even, look at the respective pornographic magazines aimed towards the genders. The women in Playboy have “perfect” bodies to the point that they don’t look like real women, whereas the models in Playgirl often have little bulges and occasionally excessive body hair.

Perhaps women are genuinely more attracted to a man’s personality, his heart, and his shared interests?
Also, but a not-so-hot man’s money can do a lot of the persuading that his looks can’t.

Has anyone else noticed this?

The Old Sailor

For all the happy parents

Dear Bloggers,

Here we go with the first blog in English.
On board we can really sense it, the so called holiday atmosphere.
The weather is pretty good and our passengers are in a happy mood.
A big help is that the sea is extremely calm and the only movement you can feel is that we are going forward, although some people are getting motion sickness all the time.
I must admit that all our crew members are very busy at this time of the year.
But we are still having fun.
The only thing that is happening that not all families are as organized as they should be.
And some parents will never understand that there kids are the most precious things they can have in live, even though they can be trouble sometimes.
The poor little things are getting lost on this big ship.
Something I can still not understand is how you can loose a child?

Lucky enough for these parents, we are bunch of caring mums and dads who are working on board to make a living for our families.
So the missing kids are in good hands with us.
We are always finding the parents back, if a child is lost.
When we can find out the child's name the problem is solved quickly.
Unfortunately I must say that the parents from this generation, hardly say "thank you."
We just keep up the good work and get them back to were they belong.

Dear people, be more careful in this cruel world, it is embarrassing that you loose a part of yourself.

The Old Sailor

Grote verandering/ the big change

Geachte Medebloggers,

Het werd mij onder de aandacht gebracht door een aantal buitenlandse lezers, dat mijn blog er erg leuk uitziet maar helaas voor hun niet leesbaar is.
Ik heb dan ook besloten om begin augustus over te stappen op het Engels, ik hoop dan ook dat de mensen die gewend waren aan mijn Nederlandse blog, mij gewoon in het Engels blijven lezen, reageren mag natuurlijk gewoon in het Nederlands.



Dear Bloggers,

It was brought to my attention by a few foreign readers, that my blog looks ok, but unfortunately in Dutch and due to that unreadable for them.
I have decided to change to the English language by the first of August, i hope that my dutch readers will follow me anyway and of course they can still react in Dutch.
I hope that I will be able to write as sharp as i do in Dutch, There might be a few spelling mistakes. But English is not my native tongue. So forgive me for that, please.

The Old sailor,

Een bjusterbaarlik barren

Geachte Medebloggers,

Als Fries gaat het je toch aan op een of andere manier als je niet thuis bent en niet live kan genieten van de wedstrijd verslagen van het skûtsjesilen.
Er is geen sfeer te bekennen aan boord van dit schip als het op dit evenement aankomt.
Ik surf dan ook eenzaam en alleen over het internet om de uitslagen te bemachtigen op de sks site.
Het is en blijft een gevoel van heimwee.
Toch geniet ik nog altijd met volle teugen van deze typisch Friese traditie.
Ook de berenburg moet ontbreken omdat we tijdens het varen niet mogen drinken uit veiligheidsoverwegingen.
Maar ja, je kunt niet altijd vakantie hebben op het juiste moment.



Als jochie zaten we met het hele gezin rondom het transistor radiootje te luisteren naar de spannende wedstrijd verslagen van Klaas Jansma op Omrop Fryslân (voor de niet Friezen: deze man geeft verslag van de wedstrijden op een zelfde manier als Theo Koomen vroeger een voetbal wedstrijd versloeg op de radio.)
Ook een aantal familieleden hield fanatiek de scores bij van alle wedstrijden.
Toen destijds was het dan ook veel spannender omdat de schippers nog hun brood verdiend hadden met deze skûtsjes, en daardoor nog veel meer uit deze toch wel grote vrachtschuiten wisten te halen.
Men vloog elkander dan ook met regelmaat in de haren.



Het was net zo spannend als sinterklaas avond maar dan veertien dagen lang.
Op latere leeftijd genoot ik met volle teugen van alle feestelijkheden die er omheen waren. Het waren de meest wilde jaren van mijn leven.
Maar ik kan nog altijd genieten van alle rariteiten en het soms extravagante publiek wat dit evenement aantrekt.
Ik hoop dan ook van harte dat ik deze prachtige stukjes heitelân aan mijn kinderen mag overdragen.
Want het is toch een geweldig stuk ouderwetse gezelligheid dat in mijn ogen niet verloren mag gaan.
Ik hoop dat een ander er net zo van kan genieten en deze vorm van topsport een warm hart blijven toedragen.

Oh ja, beste ouders leer uw kinderen om te genieten van dat laatste beetje natuur dat we nog hebben en zorg dat je rommel in de daarvoor bestemde prullenbak gaat.
Dan kunnen ook onze kleinkinderen nog genieten van ons zo mooie Fryslân.
Laten we wat we nog hebben goed bewaren voor onze kinderen.

De Old Sailor,