Planes, Trains and Automobiles...

So, as the jet rumbled down the runway to take off from Tulsa International, I began to wonder if I had taken care of everything. A little too late. Who cares. 16 hours of travel later and we are here. One car ride, three planes, three trams, a train, and a good old fashioned cobblestoned street and we got here. Our Plane happened to be 30 minutes late into Amsterdam and we approached our apartment 15 minutes late. About two blocks from the place a car drives by us lugging our suitcases down the street and stops, "Sara and Arthur?" Rens (our realtor) called out. He had given up waiting on us after a mere 15 minutes and we would have had no way of getting in or getting in touch with him today had he not driven by at that very instance.

But, we made it in, everything is perfect. We get a cool ocean breeze in our front window and on the back patio, and can hear the seagulls circling around. Today it was 65 and sunny, and we walked down to the beach before grabbing a bite at one of the restaurants that we found here last summer. After that we picked up some groceries and coffee at the shop around the corner and are now just waiting out our jetlag until an appropriate time to go to bed.

I know that Sara and I did not get to say goodbye to everyone that we wanted to, but I hope you all follow this and enjoy experiencing this place with us. We will miss everyone and look forward to sharing with you.

Up next... prepare for our internship and find bikes!