Up....
Up....
and away!
A sea of clouds beneath us in the morning Sun
Busy Schipol airport;
the rustic charms of a strangely fake village- they knock down most of the original houses, then build 21st century replicas. A bit like the British obsession with bricks.
Regimented trees.
Superb roads and transport systems.
Back to Schipol, and this (badly photographed) desk caught my eye; with a sinister-looking logo right out of U.N.C.L.E., the blueish poster in the middle is selling the 'Afghan skilled person return programme'.
They open at 530 am, so if you want to join the CIA you know where to go.
BA is flying a Canadian type here.
And I set off into the sunset.
1 comment:
wondered where you were the other day!
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