My alarm went off at 4 am. I snoozed it because my body was screaming to me that it most certainly wasn’t time to get up, and I really was meant to continue sleeping. That feeling. However, after wrestling with the urge to keep sleeping for just a few more minutes, I got up and got ready. I was traveling back to Amsterdam that morning, and the on to Kansas City the next day. Well, that was the plan anyway. At the airport things started to not go quite as smoothly. Problems with check-in machines led me (and most of my fellow passengers) to stand for what felt like forever in a queue that seemed to be mostly at a standstill. My flight was due to leave at 6 am. At 5.45 am it was finally my turn. I gave my passport to the man at the counter, and that is when my day took a very unexpected turn. “I’m afraid this passport isn’t valid”, he said. Not valid? How could it be? I was sure it didn’t expire for another two years. How could it not be valid? He showed me a tear in the pla
Life is a journey full of weird and interesting experiences. As the years go by, what was once new and different, has become part of the ordinary and usual. And those things which once brought amazement, no longer catch my attention. So instead of letting the new and exciting fade into nothing, I want to try to capture and keep some of these moments.