Dinner in Abcoude
Trip Start
Mar 29, 2006
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Trip End
Feb 28, 2007
SATURDAY, 12th August
To Abcoude in the afternoon to spend time with K & D, our dinner guests of the previous week. Down the A9 and onto the A2. Raining most of the way and a real downpour around the Schiphol area. One of those 'cannot see the car in front' type of storms. We met L (20) and D (17)...lovely girls. L left to go to work in the local cinema ( but returned before we left at 11pm ). She was on leave from Utrecht University where she was studying psychology. D, on holiday from high school, was doing an essay for the International Baccalaureate exams on the subject of the water resources or lack of in Australia. We gave her some input on the subject.
A friend named M who lived nearby semi permanently and has wife and kids in Sydney (it's a long story) joined us for the afternoon and dinner in the evening. He flies freight across the world and gave us an insight into the workings of international trade these days. [ For instance he would fly a consignment of chemicals to Brazil. As they were being unloaded from one side of his aircraft pallets of fresh flowers would be loaded through the other side. He would then fly back to Amsterdam where they would be in the shops next day or shipped onto other destinations such as New York. It's called the global village.] He brought with him a beer dispenser, the latest Amstel contraption for pumping beer out of a small barrel. Once again it was one of those evenings when conversation never lapsed. We left about midnight for a drive home in the dark...that was a first.
To Abcoude in the afternoon to spend time with K & D, our dinner guests of the previous week. Down the A9 and onto the A2. Raining most of the way and a real downpour around the Schiphol area. One of those 'cannot see the car in front' type of storms. We met L (20) and D (17)...lovely girls. L left to go to work in the local cinema ( but returned before we left at 11pm ). She was on leave from Utrecht University where she was studying psychology. D, on holiday from high school, was doing an essay for the International Baccalaureate exams on the subject of the water resources or lack of in Australia. We gave her some input on the subject.
A friend named M who lived nearby semi permanently and has wife and kids in Sydney (it's a long story) joined us for the afternoon and dinner in the evening. He flies freight across the world and gave us an insight into the workings of international trade these days. [ For instance he would fly a consignment of chemicals to Brazil. As they were being unloaded from one side of his aircraft pallets of fresh flowers would be loaded through the other side. He would then fly back to Amsterdam where they would be in the shops next day or shipped onto other destinations such as New York. It's called the global village.] He brought with him a beer dispenser, the latest Amstel contraption for pumping beer out of a small barrel. Once again it was one of those evenings when conversation never lapsed. We left about midnight for a drive home in the dark...that was a first.

