So far so good. The AMS flight from Seattle not as long to get here as out of SFO. It’s the first time I’ve flown in the winter so I saw some pretty views of what I believed were the Canadian rockies. I remember flying as a child and the long arduous hours sitting there reading old copies of Teen beat and 16 magazine that I brought with me. These individual entertainment systems are a godsend. Especially for the children on board. I am here now and no time to browse the shops in my favorite airport in the world. I love the Dutch. I love this city. I should have stayed a day. Oh well, onward.
I never thought I’d make it to South Africa until retirement age. I came on this trip because my friend, T, thought it would be fun to see Bruce Springsteen in his first ever concert in SA. She is more of a super fan than I am but I will admit his shows are, for lesser words, a spiritual revival in the church of rock n roll. It really quite spectacular. So imagine my delight when I found a Ridley Scott documentary called Springsteen and I in the program line up on my mini-movie screen. The film wasn’t so much about Springsteen the entertainer as it was his impact on people. I did not come away with thinking, what a great dude Bruce is (although he truly is), but more if you “believe” in something, (in all its shapes and forms) life will take you some pretty interesting journeys. I can’t wait to see what Bruce and life has in store for me in this corner of the world.