Amsterdam was great, laugh had by all. Plenty Rovers fans wandering the streets after experimenting with some of the local produce - I am led to believe that Gav saw Mrs Wilky and myself "giggling at reception" on Wednesday tea time after an afternoon in a cafe. (They had randomly moved all our stuff into a different room - not what we were expecting, and my head wasnt in a good place).
Im not going to comment much on the farcical arrangements by the Dutch Railway authorities, the police, and worst of all the steward staff at the ground. Me and Mrs Wilky finally got into the ground just after half time after "seeing" the first half at different times being shunted around by stewards, made to stand behind locked gates, being sent upstairs to be told it was full and to go back downstairs.
And that bar-steward steward that shouted at my wife (a rather unassuming 5footer) did well not to get a thump.
A great trip ended on a sour note, which is a shame.
And bobfleming looked like he enjoyed last night when we left our hotel at 6.45am this morning !!