I’m currently en route to Nairobi. Its been so long since I’ve been there and I just can’t wait to finally arrive.
I’ve been in the Amsterdam airport for what feels like an eternity. I guess it’s been six hours so far. Three to go. I’m so tired and there is no place to lay down in this entire airport. I have looked.
My flight from Detroit to Amsterdam went smoothly. I sat next to this nice German guy who was just coming back from a scientific conference. His English was good, but not great. It was his first trip ever to the US so I had a fun time hearing his impressions. He was deeply horrified that a Muslim cab driver tried to talk to him about the Koran, and thought American buildings were far too air conditioned.
He tried to order this somewhat complicated mixture of juices from the flight attendant, who was clearly in a hurry. She didn’t mix them quite right, which displeased him. As she moved on, he leaned over to me and whispered knowingly “She was quite hectic-al.”
This made me so happy. These are the perks of international flights.
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