Introduction + the flight

This is my story of my world trip.

I wanted to write it in Dutch because that’s much easier for me, and than I won’t make that much mistakes (or I might not, you never know how bad my Dutch writing/grammar is), but than I realized that some of my friends are not Dutch and won’t be able to read this (and that would be a pity won’t it?!). So if your Dutch but you can’t understand or read English, just ask a friend or family (who ever) to help you with the translation (but if you can’t read English, I don’t think you would be able to read this also, aren’t you? (stupid me).
Well here I go, of on my travel around the world; all exited and also a bit scared (who knows what might happen?!)
What a blessing and privilege I have to get this big opportunity!

Where it all began; the flight!!

So I left on Saturday morning 5th of August 2006 at around 8.30, my flight was at 12 o’clock, Dimitry brought me to the airport (how sweet)
It was strange to leave and also to leave all my friends and family behind. I was happy that I could see and meet up with a lot of friends before I left (it all went very fast and times sometimes flies so I couldn’t see all my friends before I left, I am sorry about that).
The night before I left my best friends come over and had a drink, that was great! (thank you for that!)
On the airport there was a whole line for the checking in, so I had to wait for a long time, but I met a really nice couple who also where going to travel around, so that was nice; I had some company while waiting!
After I checked in I could have a quick drink with Dimitry (to short, because I had to hurry for the passport control and boarding in), than we had to say goodbye (snik…)
It was crazy in Schiphol, so many people all hurrying and searching around! The passport control went fast and although I was a bit late at the boarding control (still there was a line), but I could walk straight after boarding into the plane and finally my journey would start and I could sit down.
The seat was really small, I couldn’t imagine someone big sitting in there (I could barely leave my arms and legs somewhere; it must really hurt when you have long legs, eek).
Next to me there where to Dutch girls sitting who were going to Bali (Indonesia), they where really nice, so that was great (I could go out if I wished to use the toilet)
They were going there with there family so their cousins (one 1 year olds boy and a 4 year old girl) were also on the plane and came over to our sits ones in a while. It was hard watching a movie because she came all the time and wanted to know everything about me (but she was cute, so I didn’t mind) The girl also sat with me for a while and we watch a children’s movie and played some games (I was afraid that she would fall asleep and would have to stay on my lab for the whole journey, but although I was exhausted, she was still quite awake)
Flying couldn’t be more fun if you see what they had on the plan; all kinds of music (you could choose which cd you wanted to listen too, and they had a lot of chooses), you could watch movies who were still in the cinema, you could play Nintendo games, you name it and they have it.
So after 12 hours no sleep (only watching movies) I arrived Malaysia; for me it was 12 o’clock in the evening but in Malaysia it was 7 o’clock in the morning (some time different, eek!)
I had to take a little train to pick my baggage up, that was fun, but I almost missed it (because the signs of luggage pick up suddenly stopped)
I was so glad that my father came to pick me up from the air port.