Little Viv arrived up Saturday morning from Dunners. Exams all done. Shots in town. Easy morning flight up. Dad there to meet and greet at the airport – nice life eh!?
All packed. Stuff printed off covering all aspects of the trip and forgotten nothing. Well hopefully anyway. Nice offers of lifts from Wilma and Jessica but leaving at 7am might have strained those relationships . . . Airport check in – bye bye bags see you in Amsterdam. Off for a bit of luxury in Koru and pigging out big time on breakfast. And coffee. Flight to Auckland – all easy so far. Troop over to the international terminal and check in for the big kahuna flight.
Malaysia airlines to KL pretty good. Nothing to write home about but really liked the fact there were only two seats on the side. Viv draped her legs over me so i felt like I was in the car travelling to Auckland with Moses all over again. KL airport was pretty ok but after 11 hours flight and it being 1am in the morning our time, it was all a bit difficult to get over excited about. Danielle suggested we check out the garden – closed. Viv then found us some couches to sit and watch a film I didn’t understand so that filled out another hour before boarding our last flight.
KLM to Amsterdam was the dogs bollocks. Great service with our very own Delft blue bag full of useful goodies like water and a sleeping mask. So easily pleased . . . Had a feed, watch a film and then slept for 3-4 hours. Woke up with just 4 hours to go. Baby.
Surreal feeling landing at Schipol. We are actually landing in Holland. Where Jo and Danielle are sleeping right now. Customs a breeze. Got our bags. Sorted ourselves out with OV Chip Cards (the NZ snapper equivalent) and got a new Dutch chip in my phone. Thought about catching a bus to Amstelveen but then saw it was raining and didn’t give that too many seconds more thought. Viv was enthusiastic about my idea of catching a taxi – a flash electric powered taxi cab with navman the size of an A4 page.
Before we knew it we were pulling up in the Savornin Lohmanlaan – knocking at the door of number 49 and getting power hugs from Jo and Danielle. Yeah – we are here . . . !!!
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