...and she makes it!

Planes are not my favorite things.  Not at all.  First they scare you into thinking anything you pack in your suitcase may be considered a deadly weapon, then they make you wonder if you are going to have to pay for that free checked bag, then you spend hours agonizing over whether that carry on is really going to be acceptable because it doesn't quite fit the dimentional size allowances, but it does comply with the lineal measurements.  Then you weigh the things, several times, just to make sure.  And once you get to your plane to board, the guy behind you drags on a gymnasium and the guy behind him drags on a swimming pool.  Why?  Just why?

I don't know.

So today I flew with Delta, right at the end of their computer snafu, and actually as perks go on airline steerage, I was mightily impressed.  They boarded on time, handed out hot towels twice, had a full meal, and a snack, plus a beverage run about every hour.  Oh, and they had a pillow and blanket on your seat when you got on board, and complimentary headphones and sleep mask.  That has never happend to me on an airplane before.

We flew eight hours to Amsterdam, and although I tried to sleep, I eventually gave up and watched a movie.  Whe landed as they rolled the credits (I watched Insurgent, just in case you wanted to know and it was good).  Piling off the plane in Amsterdam, a brave woman stood to give directions to everyone getting off and since we are all adults and can take orderly turns, she was quickly surrounded by a mob of sleep deprived travelers all shouting out their connecting flight numbers. Completely undaunted, that brave woman shouted the appropriate gates back and we all shuffled off in that general direction.

The Amsterdam airport is quite the thing.  It is a whole lot of emptyness (chairs and boarding gates) and then it opens into this bright shopping oasis full of fun things to buy that you don't need and you will pay too much for.  I decided at this time I had better find something to eat.  I found a cafe serving eggs and potatoes, so I grabbed a plate (€8 for eggs!) and ate it like a starving tourist.

Oh and just as an aside, do not ask anyone in Denmarck for hot chocolate with coconut milk in it.  They will be horrified.  Believe me! Large negative reaction.  So now I may add offending a chocolate beverage selling woman to my list of lifetime achievements.  Yippy.