Saturday, September 1, 2012

Saturday - Arrived

GeorgAnn came from ```Salt Lake with a plane full of people who were on their maiden voyages. They would not take their seats or stow their luggage. The pilot finally had to come out of the cockpit to yell at the people to take their seats because he needed to take off. So, obviously, she was late arriving into MSP.  She was able to grab an electric cart, but her Indian driver failed to tell her that he was going to give her a tour of two other concourses before he brought her to her gate. Georg Ann was patting his back trying to tell him that she was in a hurry. `'`no worries, lady, plenty of time.`` Georg Ann was telling him that she was hysterical. He, of course, did not understand that meant in a panic.

Mean while, I boarded the plane to secure luggage space as the flight was oversold. I talked a big 6'3 guy out of prime space using her advanced years as an excuse for not letting him take the space.  Finally, she boarded,,,last one on and things were smooth after that.

The flight was great! We had a gorgeous  full moon  following us all the way across the Atlantic. We made it through customs without a hitch. It only took four escalator and four different platforms before we figured out how to maneuver and read the train signs. <see prayer above.>

Our hotel is only a few blocks from Centraal Station. Great view of the city. The room is a trapezoid and stretches out over the bridge. Great setting sun view.

We did well..walked the neighbor hood. Hundreds of restaurants here. We choose an Indonesian restaurant. Aneka Rasa. We had the "rice table". `lots of little dishes of meats and veggies. Just my style..`helen `keller-ish. 

We are tired. Can not figure out how to turn on the lights. The room is lighted with the glow of the computer. I am sure the operator will think we were into the coffee shops when they get the call on how to work the lights... Georg Ann is in the other room now struggling with the phone. YES, we are tired. 

Highlight of the day: we were headed to the old church and stumbled into the RLD. Lots of women milling around. This must be interesting,,, what is catching their attention. They were waiting for a tour of the RLD and a chance to try their luck as one of the ladies in the window. Sadly, we did not partake. 

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