After London, we took a rather disturbing flight through a storm to
Holland (Amsterdam) to visit my penpal of 8 years (or more!), Martyn Kiers, his wife
Karin, and his daughter Larissa. The plane actually dropped in mid-air near the end of the
trip and a woman screamed. It was pretty scary, but probably somewhat routine for the
pilots and crew. Marijn picked us up at the airport and drove us to his flat. Martyn and
Karin gave us their bed (I'm not exaggerating) and showed us around Utrecht for a couple
of days. On the first day, we went to the city centre of Utrecht and saw de Dom, an old church
originally built in 1600, I believe. |