Avg pace = 8:03/mile
Total distance =4.02 miles
Elapsed time = 32:22
Avg heartrate = 153 bpm
We had an afternoon flight, so there was no rush to get everything packed up and the flat cleaned up. Left there around 10:45 and took the ferry to the train station. Bought our tickets to Schiphol Airport and got on the next train going there we sat on it for a couple of minutes and then an announcement came over the speakers that the train was being take out of service. So we got off and headed to the next train going there. The train trip went smoothly, and when we got to the train station, we found a place to have a sandwich before heading to security. That went quickly, although they checked Ann's boots and my cycling shoes. Still, we had plenty of time. Got through and walked over to the gate to wait for boarding the 11-hour flight to SFO. We caught the last bus to the plane, that's what being in Zone 5 boarding group will get you. But in this instance, it didn't matter. The plan was far from full. I ended up having an entire middle row of 4 seats on a 777 to myself. Asian vegetarian meal had several types of beans in it, which left me quite gassy. I watched The Hunger Games prequel movie that detailed the origin story of Coriolanus Snow. It was actually two movie plots, the first one concerning his role as a mentor to the winner of the 10th Hunger Games and the second his banishment to the 12th District, hers, because he cheated to get her to win. It was watchable but not great. I slept a little, then re-watched Across the Universe. That one suffered from poor audio quality on the plane for the performance pieces. I stretched out after that movie and listened to a couple of Beatles albums, then fell asleep listening to a Queen album. Slept okay for being on a plane. Then there was a light dinner after I woke up, with less than 90 minutes to go. I tend to think about airline food like that Russian guy at the Hawaii technical conference who ate the poi and drank the pineapple wine. It's there, so am I, and so why not eat it. Arrival in SFO went smoothly, it was good to be off the plane, but Ann was dozy and not fully with it, or so it seemed to me. We got through security and went to the international terminal for the flight to San Diego. That flight was completely full, but it was mercifully short. We took a pre-ordered Uber from the airport and got home a little after 9:30. The cat was very happy to see us, after some initial moments of sniffing and figuring out who we were.
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