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... so I relaxed a little after hearing the reason for the delay. As it was, we landed just a few minutes late at Schiphol. The flight was mostly uneventful, and I watched several episodes of "The Big Bang Theory," "Brooklyn Nine Nine," a Richard Ayoade show called "Travel Man," and - of all things - "Gigi." Glad I bought myself a Kindle Paperwhite and loaded a few books on it: I read for maybe 15 minutes, tops.
Transferring at Schiphol was a little confusing ...
... a carry on, and while he would have been fine without it, I wanted to try and bring it for him anyway. My parents rarely ask for me to bring them anything, even at Christmas, so having a specific request from my dad, however small, meant a lot to me. I had packed a carry on backpack just to see what the weight would be, but even though I kept everything to a minimum (only 2 pairs of shoes, I swear), it still weighed upwards of 20 lbs (9 kg). That ...
... I was fascinated by the idea of travel and adventure across the world, and no symbol had come closer to embodying this spirit to my mind than the Orient Express. It stood for everything that was strange and unknown to me, a proud ambassador of all things different and beyond my reach. To see a remnant of it now in such a forgotten and relatively neglected state made me more than a little sad.
Eventually two young german girls sat down nearby to disturb my nostalgic moment. ...
... by a Turkish restaurant as I hadnt eaten since the hotel breakfast and some snacks on the bus. I had a chicken leg with rice and naan bread for 5B ($3.75).
The naan was nice so I ordered two more for take out as there is no breakfast in the hotel. They were .75B each ($.50 cents)
I stopped by a supermarket and ...
... but it was definitely effective as I'll never forget the history of the Bulgarian royals. As we left the makeshift stage on the grassy knoll, we walked through the park to our next attraction. Upon the sight of us, locals halted their intense games of backgammon long enough to look our group of twenty up and down. Nearby protesters managed to stop chanting Mafia! and Oligarchy! for a moment to ogle us. When I made the offhand comment to Martin that our procession ...