Nach einem sehr amüsanten Abend, inkl. eines anschließenden Spazierganges, habe ich es geschafft mich um 4:11 morgen aus dem Bett zu schälen um das bestellte Taxi zum Flughafen zu . Take
The start of the day started out promising, as only a short time later, the run hit the switch. Hardly arrived at the counter and handed my passport I was already pushing the wheelchair in the posterior. Now it was more than I am officially a cripple!
Well, there are worse, because Andrew had apparently running shoes on and sat in a duel highlights. The security check, often a time consuming task was to waste. purely driven by the short side, a pervasive "Excuse me" and it was our turn. OK, that SpaceShoe to move out and took a little to punish the gentlemen behind me with disdainful looks (by my statement Civilian Andreas).
Andreas it was who told me with pride that we would leave right now with Europe's most modern medical transporter. Fortunately, I was sitting, otherwise I would have knocked this information ... Christian! It was the force! ...
The question of whether I would have to be carried in the aircraft or could climb the gangway I have not taken very seriously and I am SO then climbed the stairs with muscle strength.
had arrived in Amsterdam, then first assistant with nothing, far and no one there. They had forgotten it. Well, on the outdoor car park I could not even stand still so down the bus driver and sat down beside him. Arriving at the gate, my wheelchair and Amanda had arrived.
Amanda also runs a hot shoe, and Amanda has also such an electric cart with which they can go after the people left and right. Arriving at the gate I was then immediately taken first by the security check ... I love this favor!!
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