the plane ride was long while the leg room was short. at 6 foot 3 inches... i almost think it's worth blowing the extra dough on first class just for the extra space to plant my size 12s. our first flight from pdx to washington d.c. had me behind a guy who pushed the limits on how far back he could get his seat to recline, while behind me there sat a baby seat that restricted my seat back from being anything but in the upright position. basically, i spent my first leg of the trip spread eagle with my right knee sticking out into the aisle allowing the food cart to smack it every time it coasted from one end of the plane to the next. speaking of baby seats... the owner of said seat was "awesome." i can't remember the last time i've heard a tantrum like we heard from that 3 year old... and i definitely can't remember the last time i was trapped on a plane with one. while i really look forward to being a dad... thoughts of smothering a screaming child have me rethinking my suitability as a father. any parents with advice on how to deal with a situation like that... please inform.
going from dulles to amsterdam was uneventful for the most part. andrea and i had stayed up the night before so we could sleep on the plane and get on the time zone here. especially since we landed at 07:00 and didn't want to waste our first day in europe.
we're staying with andrea's aunt and uncle who work for the united nations and have lived over here for about six years. so in addition to having awesome hosts... we also have some great tour guides. so that's our journey thus far... as we just got in and haven't hit the local town of den haag yet.
more to follow depending on our access and time spent on the internet.
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WTF. When did you switch blogs?
How was the trip, anyway? When do we get the folo (that's follow-up story to all you non-reporters)?
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