Hola a todos, Lieve Allemaal, Dear Everyone:
After quite a long time in the works, my six month-study trip to the Netherlands is finally underway. I left yesterday afternoon at 3 PM. (The flight was delayed an hour). We arrived in Minneapolis an hour late, at ten to seven. My plane for Amsterdam started boarding only a few minutes after that from a few gates over... so it was a tight connection.
It was a pretty uneventful trip, although the people on the flights were interesting enough. On the flight to Minneapolis the plane was pretty much empty.. In the six seats in my row only two were filled, so I had one half of the plane to myself. (I wish I had been so lucky on the next flight.. the seats were so tiny!) However, there was a guy in the row in front of me that decided to sleep on all three seats, and he also decided to wear a face mask (the kind dentists wear), over his mouth and nose for the whole flight. Was he scared of SARS or something?!
And then on the flight to Amsterdam, a man had a heart attack or something right next to the gate counter, so there were paramedics and police and everyone attaching an IV and all these cords to him while we were all walking past to board. Also, I got stuck sitting in front of this group of 10 25-year old people speaking some Slavic language, that were super loud and laughing the whole time. But I was sitting next to a Danish man (I think he was, because he was reading a book with writing that I interpreted to be Danish.... and to the dumb girl at the study abroad office, no.. Danish is NOT the same as Dutch)... and anyways, he was quiet and didn't talk to me the whole flight.
Luckily, I didn't get sick, I haven't since July 2nd this year on the way to Jamaica.. so that's ten flights since then that I've had without getting sick... I'm impressed. (And also amazed that I've been on ten planes since July 2nd!)
And, I guess I should've gone with my instict about the whole immigration issue. As usual, the customs officer at Schiphol didn't ask me a single question, just took my passport and stamped it without a word. So no problems there....
Also, because my bags only had about half an hour to be transferred, they were the very first off the plane, they even beat me to the baggage carousel!
Han picked me up at the airport, and leaving the airport the first thing I saw was a billboard for Heineken, next to one for G-Star.... Finally back in a country where all the boys know how to dress, and what to drink!
So now I'm back in Deventer, I slept the whole afternoon, got up for supper, and was exhausted again by 8 PM. Luckily, the fridge was stocked with Chocomel, Dubbel vla, slagroom, and Mokka Boontjes... all waiting for me! It's good to be back in Holland!