The trip from Atlanta to Detroit was largely uneventful. I was by myself, beside two business men, against the aisle. I just kinda sat around and read a little. Oh, and I realized that I'm really terrible at European geography, so I started working on a map of Europe. I'll post that later.
Image: the Detroit terminalFrom Detroit to Amsterdam was better, I was on the aisle with two seats between me and the next guy, so plenty of room to spread out. I was again by myself. However, I met some other college students who just happened to be in architecture school in Ohio (I think). They also just happened to be heading to Rome. So I think we may end up hanging out at some point while we're here.
So we arrived in Amsterdam, and I must admit it was a lackluster welcome to Europe. The airport was fine, in its Dutch industrial-aesthetic way, but we were completely encased in fog the entire time. We couldn't even see to the edge of the airfield. Well, we arrived earlier than expected, about 6 am local time. That would have been great except that it didnàt speed up the departure of our 10:25 am flight. So the five of us hunkered down to try to eek out 3 1\2 hours of sleep, but to no avail.
Well so some time later we boarded our flight and I was thrilled when we finally broke through the mist and I saw blue again. Unfortunately, now the clouds were below us, a featureless blanket of white.
So they tell me Europe's a pretty place, not that I'd know.
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