I like to think of Amsterdam Airport Schiphol as a village, inhabited by millions of people for not more then a few hours per day max. But who are the people that pass through? What makes them tick? I’m on a quest to meet the Citizens of the Airport!
Just the other day I phoned home to my friends, completely drunk, which ended up being a very expensive phone call.
Missing friends back home
I am in a period of my life, where I feel more connected with my friends than my family. Don’t get me wrong, I love my family.
Missing friends back home in Argentina is the hardest thing when traveling 5 months. Plus… the good weather back home. The rain and short days in Holland are just… well, impossible to get used to.
The same dreams
Meeting new people I value the most while traveling. My conclusion is that despite I am from a completely different region we are all pretty similar. We love the same music and have the same dreams.