My eyes open, I hold my breath and press the shutter. The Zaandam is approaching Ketchikan. Just like two years ago, on the Ryndam, the chief purpose to this cruise is to capture Alaska in 35mm film. But this year, I am only shooting Kodak. Portra as principal film, Ektar for back up and out on the towns.
Embarkation in Vancouver, two days earlier had been flawless. My stateroom was ready by 11:45. The ship was familiar, so were the friendly smiles and the polite service. The Ryndam is a tough act to follow. The kitchen and waiting staff perform with military precision. The Alaskan cruise two years ago visited College Fjord, now it merely crosses the panhandle at a slower speed. The whole day is a sea day. Could the Zaandam measure up?
Most critiques of this ship have been negative: a slight exaggeration perhaps. The ship is not new, a fact I forgive, for when I myself gaze into the mirror, I no longer look twenty. Standards have been slipping. If I were to compare the food and service to the Ryndam of two years ago, I would have to agree. However, on its own merit this is still a great cruise with great service. Still great bang for the buck.