Is it possible to feel love for a ship that was scrapped way back in 1928? To feel that that ship is part of your family?
Well, I feel that way about the first ship to bear the name Noordam.
That’s the ship my maternal great-grandparents, grandmother, great-aunts and great-uncles arrived on in August, 1916.
Interestingly, the Noordam made her maiden voyage in May, 1902, the same year and month my grandma was born.
I wish there were a newsreel of my family landing in America.
I love the fact that, along with my family, the Noordam also carried flower bulbs.
I doubt that I will ever go on a cruise, but if I do, it will be on Noordam 5. After all, she is the great-great-great-granddaughter of the ship my maternal ancestors arrived on.