So long Amsterdam
While I write this, it’s snowing outside. I couldn’t have picked a better time to travel towards the Australian summer.
In a matter of hours I’ll be at Schiphol airport, about to embark on a 24-hour journey to Melbourne.
Did I pack everything? Passport, visa, ticket, credit card? Check. Clothes, toothbrush, clean undies? Check. Alright, I think I’m ready.
So long Amsterdam, I’ll see you again in six months or so.
