M.S. Venus
This ship had a serious reputation. I first heard of it in the summer of 1958. I was on a Youth Hostel trip cycling first in England and next in Norway. We were to make the crossing via this ship – nicknamed the “Vomiting” Venus. But contrary to its reputation our group of eight cyclists had a very smooth crossing. Our approach to Bergen was smooth as glass and we could enjoy the beauty of the fjord. Happy Times.
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Janet's Thread 2 
Little ship were lovely. The monster things they have these days are ghastly. At least I think so.
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I actually can’t remember the ship but I was reminded of it by the postcard.
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