Beginning as we ended -- the airport bathroom, this time in Amsterdam, doors done with details from a Rembrandt. We got up at 3am, found that the power on our block had gone out, collected our (luckily completely packed) luggage in the dark, and got into a car driven by the father of the hotel owner, whose only English seemed to be "OK?" (he did however use his cell phone to light up the stairs!) Drove to the airport (0.5 hours), went through about 5 lines to get onto the airplane (2 hours), flew to Amsterdam (5 hours), wandered around the airport dazedly (5 hours), found out the flight was delayed because a fuel pump needed to be replaced (1 hour), watched 4 movies on board (8 hours), caught the shuttle, then the metro, and got
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