petek, 3. september 2010

12 hours in Amsterdam....

The flight from Ljubljana at 1835 to Amsterdam was delayed, the pilot blamed the late arrival of the plane (wasn't there the same pilot???) and the intensive traffic over Amsterdam. Funny place, Amsterdam, never been before, but it was funny already at the airport, just check the hotel I booked to survive the 12 hours that divided me from the flight to the promised land http://www.yotel.com/ Just try it someday :) that small cubicle where you can find everything, from the flat screen TV to the color lights in a small room where a chair and a normal sized bed together can't fit, if the last is not retractable....
... and then.... a walk through the small streets of the Red district, to see, feel and smell that wonder made of red lights, melancholic beauties and dizzying smells....
.... and the trains are always on time when you are a minute late and are late, when you are waiting. Murphy apparently passed by a coffee shop....

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