It Started Down Under

By dirk

A flying day

I spent the entire day at airports and in and above the clouds.
First to get from Schiphol to London Heathrow and from there to Hongkong where I arrived the next day.

It was a physically and mentally exhausting day. All alone, but above all limited to one seat with a small screen and very limited space to move. Fortunately the sight was wonderful overall.

The feeling of missing people came to me now and then already, mainly because there was no one to talk dutch to on the plane. At least I watched a few nice movies: City of Ember, Death Race & Moulin Rouge. Mr. Bean couldn't be missed either just like the Simpsons and more of that rubbish.

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