The flight

So summer in Holland is kinda ridiculous. One day it can be nice and sunny and the next day it’s raining all over the place. Hmm I wouldn’t really describe the weather here as warm since there’s always a raging windstorm going on…for serz, that day I went to the beach it felt rather chilly and none of us were game enough to go in the water. But all the Dutch people and the Pommie tourists (swarms of ’em around) were frolicking about like it was a heatwave. Hollish summer definitely has nothin on Aussie summer. Btw there are no flies in Holland in summer which makes for a nice change…

This is actually an old post, as I typed this on Microsoft Word a while ago, meaning to put it up but never getting around to it. So as im rather lazy and cant be bothered writing a new post, I shall stick this one up instead.

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Well I’ve reached Amsterdam in one piece safe and sound. I didn’t end up in North Korea or on a plane to Bahrain. Actually the flights from Sydney to Seoul and from Seoul to Amsterdam were quite easy and flying by myself wasn’t as scary as I thought it would be, I guess coz I’ve flown to Nepal quite a few times. On my Sydney to Seoul flight I was sitting next to a Korean girl, Amy, who’d come to Sydney to study at Griffith University and she became my plane buddy. Argh the worst thing about the flight from Sydney to Seoul was there was no small screen tv built into the back of the headrest so I had to make do with the big screen tv. It didn’t really matter since I didn’t watch tv at all. I spent most of the flight asleep anyway…

Me and Amy werkin it for the camera

When I got to Seoul I was confronted with people in white plastic space suits and I was tested for the SWINEEEEE. From there I had to find the Korean Air desk so I could get to my hotel. Damn Korean Air kept me waiting for ages and I was getting worried and thinking I’d have to sleep in the airport for the night as they all kept talking to each other in Korean and getting me to move from bench to bench. While this was happening I befriended an old Italian Jehovah’s Witness from Milan who tried to convert me. BTDUBZ. Did you know Jehovah is a name for god? I had no idea…

After about half an hour, Korean Air finally got me to my hotel which was the Hyatt Regency, which is a 5 star hotel that I totally wasn’t expecting. It felt a bit weird to have an entire hotel room to myself – hehehe I even wore my fuzzy white bath towel which made me feel like I was either charlotte/bill from Lost in Translation (you should probably watch this movie if you haven’t already. Lost in Translation = Me). Breakfast and dinner was an all you can eat buffet and I got to try some tasty Korean oolong tea recommended to me by my new friend, the Mr Korea aka. the waiter. Haha they had a Karaoke Bar in the hotel and i was planning to show off my stellar singing prowess but when i wandered down the dark hallway to the Karaoke Bar, I found they only had Karaoke rooms which were closed off. As i was making my way back - a group of Korean businessmen all laughing and whispering excitedly in Korean opened the door to one of the karaoke rooms and i saw a bunch of scantily clad girls squealing, singing and partying inside, with the men quickly filing in. Methinks the girls were there to "entertain" the businessmen :P

The hotel room 

Raiding the minibar

 

 Herrrrrro Virginia Tivoli and that other guy from the ABC Breakfast Show 

Lol they had an 'Australia Network' channel where all they showed was this and RPA - which reminded me of Kanooooo ;) 

Spent the evening watching Korean MTV (was hoping to catch the Wonder Girls - still love em Krisha, recommend some of their other songs to me!) and 'Friends' which I've never really watched before in my life - ugh hate Chandler

Back on my flight from Seoul to Amsterdam I got to eat cool Korean food called bibimbap which was rather tasty and reminded me of Sarahn (dude i am totally coming to your house for Korean food when i get back - Korean food is yummmm :) In no time in was at Schipol Airport. I got picked up by my host mum Thessa and we had no problem recognising each other. We drove back to their house and met the rest of the family. Patrick, the dad, was at home with the kids Brecht (8) Phenna (7) and Stach (5). The kids were pretty excited to see me but were a bit shy in the beginning. Their house is ahhhhhmazing will take some pics when I get the chance. It was built some time in the 1800s. I’ve just been settling in atm and am still feeling so tired with the jetlag. I’ve been getting up at 5am and haven’t been able to get back to sleep…

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Argh i had more photos i wanted to upload but Blogger is going way too slowly. Hmm okay that was the end of the first post about ma flight. Shall write again whenever I can letting y’all know what I’ve been up to.

Ps. I know i have a mountain of emails to get back to and will get back to each and everyone of you asap x

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