First Day Touring Amsterdam...And yes, that's my Gatorade bottle in my hand! (Kathy, Nay, Kirs)

The most accurate picture ever taken while in Amsterdam.  And that's all I have to say about that.

My girls in Brussels.

Pregaming in Kir and Nay's room the night before leaving for Amsterdam!  High Jane!

On the way back from Brussels, we missed our train to get to the bus that would take us to the airport we needed to get (while still in Brussels).  So we get a cab...the cab goes to the wrong airport.  We get

another cab, we get to the right airport (after a 45 minute ride) and find out that we are all broke and there's no ATM in the airport (in the ghetto).  So the cabbie starts screaming at us in French, the Gaurds get involved and I end up staying at the airport with our bags while Linnea and Kira go with the crazy cabbie to find an ATM.  They get back ten minutes after our scheduled flight leaves.  We get wait listed for the LAST FLIGHT of the night to Dublin (the flight is already booked solid).  We did make it on the flight, but once in Dublin,  we learn that we missed the last train and the last bus of the night to Galway.  We go to the bar, get plastered with some kindly Dubliners, and then sleep in the airport.  I stayed up reading homework while my girls slept.

We made it back to Galway, two days later than planned, exhausted and weary.  We got applauded when we got to our place.

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