Rumbos on the poop deck. After a short train journey to Dover. We checked in on a two week cruise of Norway. I've never thought of myself as cruise type but some good stories from my mate Theo and the fact that it's cheaper than staying on land convinced me to take the plunge. We were warned that this cruise was a bit of a floating retirement village and yes we are afloat in a sea of blue rinse but it's just what the doctor ordered sleep movies, food, alcohol, and all sorts of activities if you can be bothered.