I awoke after a couple hours of slumber, said my goodbyes to Jenn, and dragged myself to the bus stop. Manchester Airport was a disorganized mess and I was so tired after getting through security that I passed out in the waiting area while gripping my luggage.
The flight to Amsterdam went smoothly and I found myself back at a now-familiar Schiphol. I put my luggage in the storage lockers and met up with my family, who had arrived the day previous. We set off for Lisse.
It had been raining in the morning, but thankfully the rain stopped before we arrived. I presumed the crowds were somewhat lessened due to the weather.
