Our journey began on an April morning at 4 AM. I didn’t think it was possible for people to be awake at such an ungodly hour, but we lived through it. There was only one issue. The morning of our flight, this happened.
In case it’s not clear, that’s snow. Lots of snow. Getting to the airport on time was quite a ride. People were telling me to pack my ice skates cause that’s the only way I would make it safely there. All things considered, we did make it on time and some of us even got over a lifetime fear of getting on a plane (and surviving the process).
After a quick 5–6 hour layover in Munich, where we enjoyed the incredible view of the airport waiting room and some pretzels we got to Amsterdam.
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