MSP to AMS
After paying for a sandwich that better have come from France for what I paid at the MSP French Meadow, I settled in for one of my favorite pastimes. People watching. I say, the quality of the experience at the airport is second only to watching people at the Minnesota State Fair. You can always tell the people who just flew in from Hawaii or some other warm climate. They're the people in shorts looking freakishly tan compared to everyone else. As per usual, a kid threw a tantrum of epic proportions and there were some questionable wardrobe choices. I also like to make up stories about people's lives.
After what seemed like 10 security checks (Really, I haven't mysteriously changed into someone else in the ten steps it took to get from that guy to you, Sir) I eventually boarded the plane and much to my delight, I had a whole row of seats to myself. What a joy! Even Boozehound McThomas in the row next to me couldn't ruin it for me. I am a fan of the complementary alcohol but four Heinekens before we are halfway there is going to catch up with you pretty fast.
AMS to NBO
Schipol in Amsterdam is a fantastic airport, I mean the place even has a museum. I also love the efficiency. Rather than having Athens to Zanzibar passengers going through the same security line, each gate has a crew that works with passengers boarding that flight. On this 5 hour stop, I also discovered the Comfort Chairs located on the second level.
I wish those comfort chairs could have boarded the plane with me because this 7 and a half hour flight was packed and the seats were so close to each other that when the person in front of me reclined, I had to as well so my nose wouldn't hit their chair. Should have sprung the extra moolah for the Economy Comfort seating.
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