For those of you who have read my AOPA blog post, this is “the rest of the story,” the pictorial representation of the flight that is ill suited for a formal presentation.
For those who haven’t read my AOPA post, I suggest it here. Cliff notes: I flew to the tulips in Holland, it was a long flight, and it cost a ton of money. Well, it was pretty, too.
And where they get the coal from. Only Germans would pillage the environment in an organized manner. American strip mining is not so neat from the air. Then again, we in North America don’t give a crap about future generations.
Someone has taken up quilting on their farm. I am not sure which country to blame this on, as I was flying straight and the border of the Netherlands and Germany weaseled like a snake. My gut is leaning toward declaring this a German act.
Levee on the Waal River, Netherlands. The “Waal” is the Dutch name for the Rhein. We don’t have this problem of renaming rivers in North America, because they stay in the same country, or we just keep the same name when they cross borders.