The Wolf has landed

Hi World,

well.... what a schlep!

so many things have happened to me so far.. i just dont know where to begin.

so lets start with the flight from Sydney to Bangkok. the line at immigration, to get out, was huge.. took over 30 mins.... mass exodus from sydney???? is there something i dont know about yet?

got bulkhead aisle seat, with seat next to me vacant... wonderful!!! unfortunately... no upgrade, but hey, premium economy is still pretty good. managed to watch Constantine and Hitchhikers Guide on that flight.

my god, the smoking rooms at bangkok areport are like little torture chambers. you would think for a major airport and transit point like Bangkok, they woudl at least have decent smoking rooms... every other airport does.. but it hasnt changed in at least 10 years that i know of. picture this.... 20 people, all crammed into a 5x5 room.... with hardly any ventilation.... i still managed to smoke about 8 smokes in 40 mins.. becuase i didnt get much of a chance to stock up on nicotine before i left i was craving all flight.... but at least im only smoking 1's so its the equivalent of smoking 1 8mg.. not too bad.

the flight from bangkok to london.. fuck what a flight..... got the same seat.... and was on the aisle of a row of 4.. the 2 middle seats were vacant.. and the same guy was sitting on the far aisle as was on the prev flight. we joked about how lucky we were having the 2 seats between us empty. famous last words. after about 1.5 hours.... 3/4 of the way thru the film Madagascar..(very good by the way) a flight attendant brings 2 english slapper backpackers to come sit.. apologising as she had to move them as a guy down the back was really giving them grief.

turns out the guy was going ballistic... throwing food, punching seats, hurling abuse.. etc. (AKA air rage) the purser get s them to fill out a statement report sayingthey will be going to the police on arrival.

anwyay we land in london and the captain says that the police need to do a security check of the plane, and can everyone remain in their seats with belts fastened until the captain gives the all clear.

well.. 2 HUGE wall of men type cops come on.. armed with guns and tazers and cuffs etc.. and go down the back. we know it was to get the airrage guy. anyway... back they come with a guy in cuffs.. and it wasnt the guy who was the air rage guy.. so lord knows what he did.... and then 3 more cops come on, and get the air rage guy.. also cuffed. finally we were allowed off. little thrill for the trip.


the flight to AMS was quick and painless....except as per usual we land on the runway farthest from the terminal and its a 15 min taxi to the gate.
my friend tells me to get the hotel shuttle to the marriot where he will meet me. after walking back and forth across the terminal 4 times (with heavy bags) i find the counter to buy the ticket.
i go outside.... and stand in line...you woudl think the bus woudl just take whoever and go around the houtels.. but the organiser at the line is organising people into shuttles depending on which hotel you are going to. well.... it was such a shamozel... it was over an hour that i had to wait for a bus.... mind you.. by the time i get on one... i had landed 2 hours ago.... you can imagine the state of me.

then... this stupid american chick..who quite frankly woudl be dangerous with a brain.. gets on.. and shows her ticket to the driver... but shes got the wrong ticket... but this is what the woman gave me"" and ïm not even supposed to be here" and so the driver tells her its 11 euro for the ticket "but i dont have euro......i have dollars"meaning USD. like the whole world uses this currency!!!
(sorry chris but the fucking yanks!!!!! )
anyway, turns out she had missed her connection from iran back to atlanta... she says she will go back and check out why she has the wrong ticket from some woman.. the driver says he will wait a little.. (AHHHHHHHHHHHhh says dan inside his head) the stupid bitch disappears for ages.. and shes left all her bags and stuff on the bus (luckily all 6 of us on there were honest.. but you think you would take it with you

after about 30 mins the driver starts trying to figure out if she has bags on board as we really cant wait any longer.. but as we are about to hand her bags to the line sorter.. she comes back saying its taking too long and she will just get her bags... (shes really as thick as mud.. ) an american on the bus offers to swap some USD for some euro so she can get a ticket...

finally we are on our way. shes the first to be dropped off..... she thanks everyone on the bus.. like we had persnally arranegd for her transfer.. and we can hear here talking to herself out side thebus asking no one in particular where the front door of the hotel is.... ...sigh... at least i can laugh now.. but imagine... it took me 3 hours from the time i stepped off the plane until i get to my friends apartment.

moving on...... the apartment he has here is beautiful. so big.. ok the stairs are a bitch, but its holland.. so what else can i expect. ive never enjoyed a shower so much.... except i got trapped in the shower as the doors were magnetic and i couldnt figure out how to open them... im wetting myself laughing.. as i can just picture on top of all else.... im now trapped in a shower! but i got out eventually (thank god my friend didnt have to come looking for me)

had lunch in leiderplein. and then my friend went to work. i am wandering around AMS now... already used dutch twice. i was so proud of myself...when a woman tried to ask me some survey or something..and without thinking i just said "ney, ik spracht geen nederland's" without pausing.... (it means i dont speak dutch....except i just did)
and i had to get a spare key cut, so went into a shop as asked in dutch if they speak english... (well its polite to anyway)


and thats my trip so far. are you can see... very fun filled.. i can laugh now.. but you can imagine my blood boiling at the time.

thankful im not at work..... amazed at amsterdam in the summer.. since i havent seen it like this for 8 years. usually its winter.

i had forgotten how HOT the european men are.... im trying not to stare !

off to find a good coffee shop and join the locals
(oh by the way, i could smell it even at the airport... welcome to Holland!!!)


love to all

The BOSER Wolf!