Flying the friendly skies
When I pulled the window shade down I was watching the sunset...when I put it up I watched the sky lighten the day as we rode above giant grey cotton balls that seemed to rise and fall until they disappeared as we descended into them.
I feel a bit punch drunk since I wasn't able to sleep at all...even after 2 glasses of wine in the club and 4 with my dinner. Hopefully my cabin will be ready and I can take a nap before I set off in Rotterdam to find...of course, wine and water.
It's 56 degrees at 7am...maybe I should have left the long pants on. The sunrise is beautiful! Bright orange-red, so glad I had a window seat.
It turns out the transfer is at 9 am, so here I sit with my fellow shipmates....there's a younger couple...he's got his NY sweatshirt on, another couple off to the side with their cell phones, two older couples, and a woman (I think is traveling alone)....appears to be high maintenance and uses a crystal cane. I can only hope that my dinner mates are as wonderful as the last group....could I be that lucky?
I'm sitting here hoping I have enough warm clothes...considering I have 2 suitcases that weigh 50lbs each, a backpack with all my electronics, and a tote that I carried on the plane. Guess I'm going to have to purge if I want to bring anything home....two months is a long time!
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