Somewhere over Europe…climbing to 35000 feet. I think it is about noon in Amsterdam and 2:00 pm in Nairobi and 3:00 am at home….maybe.
So, I am off again….you might say I am off all the time….and you’d be right, but this time I am off the ground. I am looking forward to what the Dutch will feed me. I’m sure it will be another adventure.
So, if it is 3 am at home, I should be sleeping..I want to be sleeping.... Why aren’t I sleeping?? One of the hard things about going half way around the world is that the sleep time is almost reversed…I thought about just staying on Washington time, as it could have some advantages….Jeff rarely drives at night so my kidneys would benefit…the kids sleep at night, so I’d have a good excuse to not do babies, and the cooks sleep at night so it might minimize the gastric impact….maybe I’ll think about it some more…hmmm
We have a Dutch family on board that is going to Kenya to see the wild animals…a safari. I offered to let them come to the Home and observe the most dangerous critters on earth…They just acted like they couldn’t speak English. The nerve of some people. We are in a 747-400 and have some empty seats so I have moved away from those people until they get some manners and respect us Americans….maybe I should invite them to church…..they need it!!! In the mean time I will sit staring at my computer…or cleaning my nails or fidgeting. Other than the people, this has been a very good trip….a lot of them aren’t like ME.
1 ½ hrs later…the saga continues. As I suspected, the Dutch are not like us either….they may look like us, but they are not. Take the food for instance. I had my choice between pasta and chicken. Now those of you that really know me, even if you won’t admit it, know that I don’t like any food that will stick to the wall when cooked…therefore, chicken for me. The rice was ok, unless you like rice. In that case you would have been disappointed. The chicken, much to my surprise had lots of flavor. Unfortunately, it tasted a lot like the stuff I clean my carpets with smells. Then there was a fluffy light custard thing that looked great…..tasted a lot like Mr Clean smells. All in all, the Dutch are on to something….food that you can clean with….sure cuts down on the need for storage room. However, if this is a bit of how the Dutch eat, and I lived there, I’d be tempted to go out to the dike and have that kid take his finger out and just end it all.
About 4 hrs to go. I’ve filled out all the immigration/customs and visa forms all by my self…and I didn’t use a crayon for a change….Sandy will be so proud! Might be time to stop displaying my artwork on the refrigerator. So, if they are filled out correctly, I may actually get to stay in Kenya tonight…which will be your yesterday…you should have it by now…..otherwise, look for me in the news. All that printing has made me tired.
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