Well, after 20+ hours of travelling I have finally arrived. And it’s still today, although I left yesterday and technically arrived tomorrow. Confused? 7 hours time difference does that to you! It’s good to be there. I was picked up at the airport by the lovely couple who are in charge of the house I’m staying in, and after a lovely meal at something I think was called “Rudy’s”, I got some groceries at “Price Chopper” before heading here, home- for the next 3 months. I feel very dazed…not much sleep gives you this feeling, but I am sure after a good night’s sleep I will be able to reflect some more. So until then, good night.
I just folded the last load of laundry and I’m almost packed. Off to the airport at 5am tomorrow morning, heading off to Amsterdam. I’m excited, a bit nervous, and wondering what it’ll be like. It’s been a good week at home with lots of quality time with family, especially the little nieces and nephew. I’m glad I’ll see them in April again. Well, not much to write and packing to be done and a bit of sleep would probably be a good idea too. Next time I write it’ll be from Amsterdam....