Hi what’s up. Hi, hi, yeah yeah. So I took a lot of photos the day before we left leading up to the day we arrived then we got busy living life here and these ones got left behind, but now I’m going to take a special T-O and get’er done with it.
Here’s an irrelevant cotton candy sky though first. That night was good I imagine, think recollect. Didn’t summer whip by for you too?
A gift we left behind, too much weight. My exercise ball too thanks dutch mum! Can’t wait to bounce on that thing and sit for immeasurable hours on end while I tone. Keep that posture postured, work out the kinks in my affinity for hunch.
Discovered that peach polish the night before should have bought it. I’ll find it again.
Baha with the scarf I look like that mexican mouse cartoon loser in a scene where he flies a plane and then all the foibles and hi-jinxes occur, right?
He makes me take landmarks of everything pictures and in his accent says, “take thees baby it is of very recognizable thing.” ha aw.
I’m like ten pounds lighter since this holy shit traveling nana potato.
Smoke hot box.
We had about an hour+ to kill.
I want to stay in a Yotel.
Dutch people have problems with the letter Y, they pronounce it Jotel. Jogurt. Ha. So it’s funny that this is called Yotel at the Amsterdam airport where NO ONE will say it right.
Kay easy easy now. Oh look more amsterdam actually visiting the city pictures shit is just scattered and sprinkled everywhere, sighrry.
Alright alright nice.
No wait, done.
Chocolate to what?
Don’t tell me what to do.
These I smoked when I was in England.
Worst cookie ever. It’s like black forest cake, you can’t just put two things together and call it a day. It’s so bland, artificial.
WTF IS THIS NOW!!!?? Moreos! BARF.
Much better. It’s like people who like licorice. You guys are fucked.
Tulip nation. During the war, people ate tulip bulbs when they were starving and had no money for food. Count your blessings.
I <3 NY plus I <3 Aruba etc was copied from the I am Amsterdam slogan. #Fact.
This kid wanted us to do an airport/travel satisfaction of some sort survey I said sure but you gotta haul ass with us around the corner to another smoking room while we hook you up with answers.
He was like Charlie Bucket in the modern future.
See the woman pouring milk, woah relax.
This room was less disgusting on account of the window light but it was still hot and smokey stuffy.
Spicy Maxima and the king. Is she Queen now then? Cos his mother was Queen and it’s not like she passed Maxima her crown, so I dunno. I got this tin of cookies for my Nana.
How could someone leave these behind?
Hello anybody in there.
It’s our plane. An Air France KLM one, I see (make up your mind?).
Our tv’s did not work for the entire flight of 7 hours – boarding early time sitting in there from start to fin and those are pretty expensive plane tickets so it was pretty shitty, just saying.
Leg room consolation prize. The guy beside us cashed out immediately for the entire flight. We sat on that chair across from our seats here on that fold-out flight attendant seat whom of which was an adorable little sprite. One flight attendant was super rude to my bf every time he got up to walk around and stretch his legs, it was strange like an I hate you cos you’re straight kind of bossy way. Bf was like I have to avoid him because I will lose my temper next time. It was so passive aggressive and we did not appreciate it at all and he wouldn’t have been roving around had our bloody tv screens worked KLM. All I wanted to do was zone out and snooze to Cinderella and other guilt plej movies/shows.
We kept busy, drinking and sharing his laptop and watching life of pi til the battery died/meal time. We interacted which turned to bickering off and on, thanks KLM. We totally needed naps. Had a late night and spent the day in a frenzy getting all last minute shit done and shutting down the house, packing, train travel it was a definite mish.
We had great weather our first morning, all day in Canada. It was a happy fun time. Okay I got things to do now thanks for that!
Me this morning hello goodbye.