Day 8

I shot up out of my bed at 3:00 a.m. after only 3 hours of sleep. I had been tossing and turning all night worried that I would sleep through my alarm clock. I tried to go back to sleep, but my heart was racing. I wanted to get started with my long journey home. I decided to go ahead and get going with my day.

I had arranged to have a taxi pick me up at 4:00 am to take me to the airport for my 7:00 am flight. But I was ready to go by 3:30 am. So I sat and waited in the dark lobby.


At 10 minutes til 4:00 am, the taxi driver dressed in a dark suit came into the lobby and loaded my things into the sleek Skoda car.

When we started driving away from the hotel, I told the driver "I'm so sad that I have to leave, I love it here." I don't think he understood what I said because he didn't respond at all.

I arrived at the airport a little early so I bought freshly squeezed orange juice and read my magazine. My first flight of the day was from Prague to Amsterdam. Our flight was 15 minutes delayed which sucked because I only had an hour between arriving in Amsterdam and departing to LA. I had a great seat next to the exit with lots of leg room. Unfortunately, this was only for my short flight.



When I landed in Amsterdam, I had to run from one end of the airport to the other. Luckily, I had printed out a map of the Amsterdam airport which I was able to study on the flight. I arrived at my departure gate just in time to board! Phew!

My flight was loooong. Ugh.

I was so happy to arrive in LA. It seemed like I couldn't get off the plane fast enough. JR picked me up. I was happy to have someone carry my luggage! We stopped in Ventura and Santa Barbara on our way home. I ended up at home around 5 p.m. and was happy to take a shower and relax for the evening.

Day 2

(I wrote this last night)



Ok this has been the longest day of my life... I've been awake since Friday 7 am pst. I was only able to sleep about 2 hours on the plane even though i took Tylenol PM!

So my flight to Amsterdam was about 9 hours... not bad. I watched Eat Pray Love, except I turned it off before it finished because it was boring. I watched HIMYM and Friends. I was happy because the guy I was seated next to was quiet. I don't think he spoke english. And I was happy that he wasn't one of those people that are all up in your personal space! They came by with food or snacks like every hour.





But... while we starting to land into the Amsterdam, the guy sitting next to me threw up! EWWWWWW!!!!

So, I got to Amsterdam and was totally lost. It was kinda scary not knowing where to go. Do I need to go through passport control? Security again? Do I have time to shop? Where is my gate? Am I going the right way? Am I on the right floor? I had so many questions, but I was too scared to ask for help!

I finally found my way to my gate (B18) and had enough time to use the free wi-fi and skype with JR for a bit and try to update this blog with photos.

Amsterdam to Berlin was an easy 1 hour flight. It was super nice because the flight wasn't even half way full so I got to sit by myself. (Thank God! That last guy I sat next to really grossed me out). The landing was super bumpy.

(To be continued... just wanted to post a little bit before I got too behind!)