Last night, when returning home both my wife and I thought it was awfully quiet at home. For (almost) three weeks, my dad stayed around the place enjoying a long break from busy life in The Netherlands. We all had fun, I think, pets included. There were a couple of misunderstandings and a couple of bad luck situations: things that pop-up because you find out that a 3 week vacation is actually a long time.
The best kept secret in my dad’s travel plan, is that going over Frankfurt once again proved to be a good choice: travelling by train from Holland to that airport is almost straighforward (and fun and not too expensive either). While Air Transat definitely had its problems (rudder problems…), their service was actually nothing to complain about. Perfect.