Moving on....

On Thursday, July 25 we had to say our
goodbyes to our dear friends, Mick and Margaret, and to England. We had a marvelous time and have made lasting memories.  The fish and chips, growlers, fruit and custard pie, cakes, meat pasties, bangers and mash, and a few pints of beer have put a smile on our faces and an inch or two on our waistlines. We experienced a variety of places, all unique, all forming a patchwork of what the north means. We loved it all!

We departed from the Bradford Leeds airport on jet2 to Amsterdam. We were seated right in the middle of a group of party girls who cracked a bottle of champagne when we were barely 50 feet of the runway. I have never seen anyone talk for three minutes without taking a breath of fresh air before. Their bottle was drained before we arrived at the Schiphol airport terminal, 52 minutes later. Party on girls!

The temperature on arrival was 39.6 Celcius. We gathered up our bags, bought first class train tickets (to ensure we traveled in air conditioned comfort) for our two hour plus journey to Leeuwarden. We jumped on the train, it seemed horribly warm but we thought, no worry, the air conditioning will surely come on we we get going. NOT! We were holed up in a train car full of sweaty travellers with no way to open a window! Who says girls don't sweat! We were in a hell of a lather for 70 minutes, fanning ourselves with make shift fans. We boarded our second train at Zwolle. It was much cooler and we slumped into our seats and tried to regain our composure.

Once in Leeuwarden we settled in our living accommodations and tried to get some rest. Next day forecast, much the same unfortunately and we are expecting visitors. Vacationing is hard work LoL.