Arrived in Amsterdam after an over nighter. Seat was cramped and harder than granny’s plastic covered upholstery. I felt like a sardine. Not fun. One would expect better for the prices we pay. On top of that I had to pay extra for my backpack. I had no choice given my trekking poles are considered weapons of mass destruction so they had to be checked. Ticked off? You bet. Other than that the flight was uneventful.
Getting my bag took longer than getting a letter from Canada post. Almost 2 hours to get my backpack. Me and others around me had our eyes on other people’s luggage. But, given my luck I probably would’ve ended up with baby clothes or that from a 2 ton trucker dude
But alas, all is now right with my world, except I am up at oh-dark – 30 writing ✍️ this. That is early for my non military friends out there. Of course, this helps.
Central Station Amsterdam
What baggage problem??
Oops, wrong picture from another trip. Tomorrow? Munich.
By the way, that is not me in the background. And Munich is in 🇨🇭 right???.
Hi John: Nice, a beer at Central station. Why are you there. I thought you were walking in France. Then Munich? Well it all looks great.
Well.I have to get there. Amsterdam’s to munich then train to France. seeing a Camino friend in Munich for 2 days. start walk 21 August.
Happy you arrived safely! I did too but on the other side of the world!
Enjoy and drink a Lowenbrau and eat a sausage/saurkraut for me! After all I ate some poutine for you!
I will. burp. oh excuse me.