I got safely home, even though parts of the Martin Air aircraft we’re cuddled up in, had a loose wall. One of the screws above one of the emergency exits just popped out when we took off. The poor guys (also passangers) in charge of the exit, halfway panicced when this happened. Really funny.
Amsterdam was too hurried to allow for some time in the great city, I’m sorry to say. But we had a great time going to the toilets in the airport, though. Toiletpaper! Self-flushing toilets! Noone to beg for our money! Yipi! Oh, well. I’m hungry now…