The holiday for this year has been booked. I’m off to Paris, with Chris and his brother Jonathan. Hopefully, this time there will be less of a language barrier, as Chris and I both studied French in senior school. Unfortunately, despite 5 years of it, my main recollection was the teacher getting locked out of the classrooom and bursting into tears, and large rolls of paper being thrown out of the classroom window.

French class also contains one of my most embarrasing school moments. Mrs Milner (who is now dead) spent the whole lesson talking about stamps, and things you can buy at a post office. At this point, I totally switched off. I’d never done it before, but I was in a proper, deep daydream, not paying attention to anything that went on. Suddenly, I was broken out of this daydream by afore mentioned teacher, shouting “JAMIE, WHAT IS THE FRENCH FOR STAMP?”

I froze… I clearly hadn’t listened the whole lesson, and my response of… “Er…… une stampe?” just caused Milner to completely freak out. 16 years later, Chris will just drop “Une stampe?” into a random conversation.

Anyway, this time, Unlike last year, it’s a direct flight, which means there’ll be no repeat of last year…

This was the best waiting around I’ve ever had to do. Waiting in Amsterdam during a thunderstorm. Awesome!

We’re also going to try and rely on public transport to make our way around, or at least get from the airport to the hotel. That’s going to be fun.

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