As we took off we could see Malibu to our right
We got to the airport in Los Angeles well before we needed. There was no way we were going to be late for this trip. This was our first trip out of the United States, and only my second time on an airplane and at over ten hours the longest flight. I don’t think I was excited, I think it was more ready to take in everything, watching people, and things and the colors of all the planes. But with nearly fours hours to wait, even that got old.
Then finally onto the plane, a 747, and off we went towards Amsterdam, the Netherlands when we would land the next morning. We had a wonderful dinner in the air that evening, for airplane food especially. I had a nice noodles Alfredo with spinach and even a nice red wine, while my husband went with Chicken and rice Asian style. He said his was good too. I tried, and tried but finally gave up trying to get to sleep. In the morning our breakfast was much better than expected too, a sausage patty in a biscuit, a cup of yogurt, cup of pears, an oatmeal bar, cup of coffee.
We arrived nearly a full hour ahead of schedule on Monday morning at 11am. Now the excitement begins. We had a very hard time trying to find our tour director. We had missed one little line in the directions that told us precisely where to go. It took us nearly an hour to find the right place and several people were waiting along with our tour guide, Elzo Wind.