En route to the elephants

Afters weeks of anticipation, I’m finally on my way. There’s still another 9 hours until my flight to Paris leaves, but I’m settled into the airport hotel, and waiting for my dinner (steak, mushrooms & fries, no tomato!) to appear miraculously at my door.

Fortunately, given the weight of my bag, I received many offers of help to the airport from my collegues, and ended up with a willing slave to carry my bag all the way from the office to Schiphol. Thanks Ian! and Alex, Dan and Leen also for your offers of assistance!

Aha! A knock at the door! So this, below, is what room service looks like…. and if you could see the laptop screen more closely, this is what you’d be reading!

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1 Response

  1. Anonymous says:

    goddamn steamed broccoli!

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