Monday, October 1, 2007

Windmills











Thursday November 2, 2006

I caught the local bus and went to a small village outside Amsterdam which is known for their windmills. A bus tour would have been 28 euros but the local bus only cost me 7 euros roundtrip. I also walked to the Red Light District during the day. Later that day there was a hail storm and 50 mph winds. Not great weather especially since almost everyone rides a bike to work in Amsterdam. The wind was blowing people off their bikes much to the amusement of us seeking refuge in the local bar.
Norweigan saying
"No such thing as bad weather, only bad clothing."

Going Home

Friday November 3, 2006

I got to the airport at AMS at 8am. I realized after boarding that I had left my camera at the securtity check. All of my pictures. The stewardess let me go and retrieve it. I had been so careful for 60 days and almost lost it getting on the plane. It has been a great trip. Greece and Italy were incredible but Switzerland stole my heart. There is something about waking up in a small village in the middle of the Alps. I got back to Houston at 2pm and Angie was there to pick me up. I took my sister, Sandra, and Angie to dinner to thank them for putting me up and taking me to the airport and picking me up. I am glad to be home but at the same time a little sad the adventure is over. Traveling is an addiction and I was already feeling a little withdrawal 8 hrs after landing in Houston.

Also, a special thanks to my brother, Morgan, whose European adventures were the basis for my traveling obsession.

"Travel is as much a passion as ambition or love."
L.E. Landon