Now I'm sitting here, in the Hamburg airport waiting for my 13 hour transit flight to Jordan to visit my family for one week before coming back.
Amsterdam was insane. I love it there. I love how open the people are. I felt like I could be friends with anyone around me and deeply connect with people I've only seen for the first time. A feeling you don't get too often in Germany.
My flight from Amsterdam to Hamburg was at 6:55 in the morning and I was at a rave I had to leave at 2 am to make it to the aiport in time.
So far, up until now, I've only had short bursts of sleep every chance I get. I'm never flying such a short flight so early in the morning, the second you fall asleep is the second you wake up again because the plain would have already landed.
Oh, let's not forget I had a cold the entire time I was there because I spent most of the two days before flying to Amsterdam recording the last bits of the online course. My throat was dry and my nose was always packed. But I pushed through and tried to have the best time I could. Sometimes I didn't have the energy to go as far as I wanted to but the entire trip was relaxed enough to make it worth it and not too exhausting.
What a lovely place, the Netherlands., a system where everything 'bad' is allowed but with everything functioning so damn well. It's a beautiful thing.
it's 11:21 AM right now, I should be in Amman tomorrow at 3 in the morning.
I guess some reading is due.
