Thursday, July 14, 2011

Leavin' On A Jet Plane

It's been too long since I blogged, I'm very disappointed in myself.  I'm grounded.
For however many days it takes, I'm going to be blogging my entire experience from the mission trip greatest thing I've ever done.  I wrote a journal daily while I was on the trip.  I am going to record everything from that journal, verbatim, here.  I hope that if you read it, you feel like you were there.

Wednesday, June 15
I got to the airport early.  I always like being early, it's better than being late.  I expected to be able to check-in, check my luggage, go into the terminal and have time to relax.  Perhaps a nap, maybe explore the terminal even.  However, when I got there I was confused because I couldn't even find the airline's counter that I was supposed to be checking into.  If you fly American Airlines out of DFW, you don't have that problem, check-in whenever you please.  I supposed that flying Royal Dutch Airlines explains some...
I hung around the area that I was told I would be checking in.  Within a few minutes a girl came out from behind some wall and began setting up their "counter."  It wasn't too long before I was able to check in.  I went inside the terminal, ate, wandered around, and had a saleman try to convince me that I need $200 headphones--I don't think so.
Within an hour the majority of our group had shown up.  We were able to board without any problems and began our journey.
Ten long and cramped hours later our flight landed in Amsterdam.  Up to the point of boarding that flight the longest plane ride I had experienced was three and a half hours.  TEN HOURS?!?!  That is pure madness.  Our layover in Amsterdam was a couple hours long.  Therefore no time to venture out of the airport.
Though our stay in Amsterdam was short, trouble was able to find us there.  Somewhere between boarding in Dallas and standing in line to board in Amsterdam, one of our team members misplaced her passport.  She and the people who were sitting next to her searched through their bags, but it was to no avail.  After trying to see if it had been found somewhere, and finding out that she couldn't travel at all, Scott (leader of our trip) and his wife Leslie decided to stay with her.  They are going to have to go to the United States Embassy there in Amsterdam to straighten it out.  I have no idea when we will hear something, hopefully they're able to join us.


  1. Glad that you're finally blogging about it! And that they were able to get everything straightened out to join y'all. Can't wait to read the rest!

  2. So excited to hear about your trip! :) I love the pics you posted on fb and can't wait to hear more! :)