So, it was time to leave Morocco and after all the drama on the tour with the people on it, I was actually really happy to go. My flight to Amsterdam went well and I had a planned overnight in Amsterdam and was excited for a room to myself and to visit a city I have been to before. When we landed I immediately took myself to the train station and into the city. I didn't do anything special, just walked around and enjoyed the city and the Christmas lights. I then had a wonderful chicken burger, fries and beer before heading to the hotel for a relaxing night of BBC TV and a very comfortable bed.
I had expected to fly home on a direct flight. So, to the airport I went and waited at the gate only for it to be cancelled. Then 4 plus hours waiting to figure out how to get home and then get vouchers for a night's stay. It was a really depressing day and I just wanted to go home. I did take myself into the city though for a visit to MOCO the modern art museum and although it isn't usually my thing it really did cheer me up. The colors the style was all so interesting.
After some drama about which gate, the flight really did take off and I finally got to go home to the dogs. After this rough trip I am not sure when I will travel internationally again.