(Thats a dutch word i have learnt which i believe translates to 'hi'')
I thought i would ellaborate on my earlier post now that i have some time.
Lets start at the beginning. Dad, Maddy and Dale drove us to the airport. Mum had packed too much. I had to pack some of her 'extras' in my suitcase. We got to the airport, mum insisted she had to buy cigarettes and bourbon from the duty free shop straight away. We said goodbye to Dad, Maddy and Dale, i found this part very hard. Then we went through international security, i had a brand new bottle of moisturiser which as 25ml over the 100ml limit of carry on toiletries. I had to throw it in the bin, i found this equally as hard. But then finally me and mum were ready to get on the plane!
|this is probably when it hit me that i was actually heading overseas|
I handed them my boarding pass, then mum handed them her boarding pass. There was some confusion, the air hostess was saying something about 'she's already boarded' but they let her through. We found out seats, middle isle, second to last row. There was someone in mum's seat. More confusion, another air hostess told mum to sit somewhere else for the time being. I started to feel uneasy. Almost ready to take off, the air hostess comes back, takes the seat stealers boarding pass, it has mums name on it. Nevermind, the air hostess moves the seat stealer along the isle so me and mum can sit together, everything is fine!
|the highlight of mum's trip so far, that and watching the karate kid on the plane|
Before we knew it it was time to board our next flight. We quickly shoved down our burger king. Then it was 'Welcome to KLM'. This plane was much nicer than Malaysian Airlines
|this looks a lot nicer than malaysian airlines|
|this may look like a photo of mum but it is actually a clever attempt on my behalf to get a photo of the man sitting next to mum.|
(hint: he is under the blanket)
|flying in over amsterdam|
|giant tea set|
|welcome to holland|