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Iwas a little apprehensive as I stepped onto the Eurolines coach at London's Victoria coach station, a service that would take me to Rotterdam for a long weekend. Ahead of us lay a ten-hour journey, via Eurotunnel and then a lengthy drive through France and Belgium. But in these grim days of spending cuts, job losses and trying to stretch money out as far as it can reach, why refuse a weekend in a thriving European city when the return fare is just Pounds 39? We arrived in Rotterdam, Holland's second city, as it descended into autumnal evening darkness, with our minds firmly focused on cheap beer, a chance to relax, and perhaps taking in the odd cultural sight or two.
The evenings are a good time to appreciate the nocturnal nature of the city's ultra-modern architecture, as the tall, imposing structures shine with spotlights and LED displays. Our first stop was Hotel Bazaar, a buzzing Moroccan bar whose mismatched, bohemian stylings are a world away from the sleek modernity that rules supreme outside its doors.See the full content of this document
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Clubs and Culture in Holland's Second City
We soon discovered there was far more to Rotterdam's nightlife, however, than a few bottles of Dutch lager and an early night.
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