My alarm clock went off at . I have never been much of a morning person and this morning was no exception. After a barrel of coffee and two cartons of cigarettes, I finally felt awake enough to take a shower and get dressed. The taxi I had ordered arrived at . I gave my wife a good, long-lasting kiss and left with the taxi for Leidschendam where my sister lives. From there, her husband’s chauffeur drove us to Amsterdam Schiphol Airport (AMS). My mother joined us at the airport. We had an early morning flight to Geneva with EasyJet; basic and bullshit. There are no chairs in the waiting lounge, you don’t get an appointed seat on the plane and on board no food or beverages are provided. Besides that, we had to walk on the tarmac to get to the plain.
snow covered mountains between Geneva and Zürich
Some of you might find this normal but at AMS it is an exception. I’ve walked to planes before but only in sunny southern destinations with smaller airfields or in much poorer countries. For me, it is the first time in my life at AMS. The only good thing about the flight was that it wasn’t fully booked. I grabbed a seat by the emergency exit. I am 6-6 so I need every inch I can get. The flight took off on time and despite some hefty turbulence landed a little early.
At Geneva airport we had a 4 hour stop to change to a Swiss (formally known as Swissair) flight to Zurich. Our second flight of the day was a whole lot better. Swissair gave us water, chocolates, leather seats and more importantly, more legroom. Again, this flight wasn’t fully booked. My mother, sister and I each had a row of seats to ourselves. The flight was pleasant and took us over the snow covered mountains of Switzerland. I took quite a few pictures on this flight as you can see below and in my next entry "Geneva".