We are sitting in the Minneapolis airport tonight, eagerly anticipating our eight hour trip to Amsterdam. It is mind boggling how small the world has become and how globally we have all evolved. An ocean between continents is a mere pond jump in today’s travel times.
We have anticipated this trip for six months and yet it was just not real until my younger daughter deposited us at the airport and admonished us, as grown daughters are now entitled, to stay out of trouble, be safe and enjoy ourselves. We will be in Europe tomorrow morning, sometime. I say this because while my wife laid out all the plans, I stayed blissfully unaware of the details. In fact just the other day when asked where we were flying through, my response was “the air?” After several days exploring Amsterdam, we will hopefully board our boat for a tour down the Rhine River. I say hopefully for we were warned just yesterday that due to low water levels our boat ride may become a bus or train ride. We remain hopeful but are also steeled to make the best of whatever awaits.
Hopefully not our Captain…..or our boat.
So Europe awaits. Castles, mountains and cities older than any of our time frames in America will unfold before us. My goal will be to document the sites and scenes and to mingle with the people we meet along the way. My daughter, Kathryn, told me some time ago that the secret was to be in front of the camera and not behind it. The tourist sees only what is presented to them but the traveler experiences the people and their culture. When tomorrow finally arrives, I want to be in front of the camera.
Now if we could just get a plane in our gate.