It was sad leaving Amsterdam but we were ready to go. We were kinda running out of steam. The day before we left, we came home in the middle of the day to rest for a while and watch a little tour coverage. We were getting tired.We went to bed late and woke up early the next day to catch our flight out of Amsterdam's Schiphol Airport. We hopped a tram to the train station then caught a commuter train to the airport. Schiphol was your average run of the mill airport except for the straight out of SNL duo that was in charge of entertaining the crowds in line at the passport control. They had mics speakers and a little sound mixing board and prizes. They helped us pass the time by playing name that tune-- a blend of eighties power ballads and old Dutch folk favorites. We didn't win any prizes but the performance was really prize enough!
We made it home safe and sound if a few hours later than expected. Our flight out of Heathrow was delayed about 4 hours. So we got to spend some quality time getting acquainted with the high-end mall/duty-free store/foodcourt that was Heathrow. The place was absolutely mobbed with people. Somehow we found a quiet little corner of the terminal where we slept, read Harry Potter 7 and then we ate lunch at Fridays. Despite the less than comfortable situation, it was nice to be back in the land of the English speakers. It took me a while to adjust and I kept saying thank you to salespeople and waiters in Dutch.
The 10 hour flight home went by much quicker than we thought it would. Tom read HP7 and slept and I watched Bourne Identity and slept about half of it. Despite all the sleeping, we arrived in LA tired and were thrilled to finally get back home.
It's tough to sum up a great trip so I won't even try. What I will say is that we both had a really good time and we really enjoyed reading the comments and emails people sent us along the way.
Till the next big adventure.
