Tuesday, October 11th, 2016
When landing at Schiphol Airport in Amsterdam, the gate for the flight to Delhi was right there. Yet I had two hours to kill, so I decided I was not going to just sit around. “It’s time to explore the airport. I’ll get some walking done.”
My impressions! The colour scheme of the airport interior is a trite too colourless. In a country like Holland, where it’s overcast for a good amount of the time, it might be an idea to intensify the hues a bit. Learn from the Spanish, perhaps.
Also the place is very international. You have travellers and tourists here from all over the world. I see a share of Dutchman who are some of the travellers, but mostly are staff and personnel. They remind me of me, to a certain extent. My ancestry comes from this ‘below the sea-level land’. They are tall people—blondish and into the formalities. German-like, but softer.
The next flight was a little change from the one to Amsterdam. Jet Airways carries many passengers from south-east Asia. Many of them are older. They’re off to come home to India. One man I met from the Punjab, but who lives in Canada, is going home for a wedding. The screens on the plane were all lit up for Bollywood flicks as soon as we got back into the aircraft.
At the Delhi Airport, as we de-planed, I met a sweet couple from Calgary en route to Nepal and the Himalayas. “Get ready for a joyous culture shock. You’ll love it.” I wished them well.
May the Source be with you!