Dutch homeland:

Jan 23rd,

Hanging out int he Schipol Airport, its a nice airport, its a bit older but it has lots of amenities. I wen to a could stores to sample dutch cheese, then went to hunt for the pizza place that i enjoy.

Siting here eating pizza and using the limited 30 minutes of free wireless internet they let you use.. thanks Cheap Dutch people.,  cant even give away free internet in your HUGE aiport..

Well the Pizza was good.. now to go find the resting area.. and nap.  After a breif and restless 45 minute nap. I decided it wasnt worth it some old lady was snoring way to loud, and i couldnt sleep.  Then i remember that i had to get Alfredo's wife a starbucks mug for her collection so i went hunting for that,  The only starbucks was way at the one end of the airport,  but i managed to snag a cool mug, also i passed more cheese sampling stores. so thats a HUGE win, Yummy Cheese.

So it was getting close to the time for my next flight, i headed to the gate, this one is called a city hopper so its at a ghetto gate in the basement, and you have to wait for a bus, and then the plane was delayed.. so i just stared at the wall for a while until it was time to go. The Ticket checking lady told me on these small planes they dont give out the exit row seats so when i get in the plane i can just move to any one i want.. YaY.

The Snack on this plane was called Gouda Crumples.. and they were awesome i had 3 bags of the wonderful crumples and then watched the clouds go by, for a bit it seemed like it would be clear, however as we got closer to Cardiff an evil looking wall of black dark clouds was there.  So no luck.

The Planed landed i filled ou my border card thing, got a new stamp in my passport and off to the car rental.  I had told them i didnt want to have a tiny UK car cause i wanted leg room so they booked m the biggest car in that smll parking lot, a 2013 Ford Mondeo TX sports or something like that. it was dark so i didnt really look at it that close. it was diesel 6 speed..Thats cool. so i got in, giving myself lots of reminders that i was driving on the left side of the road.. i didnt want any close calls.

So far so good.. but then things went south fast, the GPS kept wanting me to turn down these roads with big white signs, that have a black line through. Back home in Good ol canada, a sign like this would have ment no entry, so i avoid the first couple ones, then finally decided that the sign must mean something else, and started to follow it, the gps liked that so i felt like i was good.

Then came the next adventure, i was on a road that was only wide enough for a single car, so i had decided to myself that the sign ment one way, or something like that.. However boy was i wrong when i came accross another car heading the opposite direction. both cars stopped and i felt like i was the fool so i should back up, however new problem, I couldnt figure out how to put it in reverse. the pressure from this other car, and lack of sleep, i just couldnt get it in reverse. luckly for me i was on a bit of a hill so the ca rolled back enough for me to let the other guy past.

So i called my buddy in the UK and asked him about the reverse thingy, it was a simple lever i didnt know about so that was solved. Drove an hour to Swansea, met up with him and ended up at the Apartment or (Flat) as the locals call it.