Fiumicino and Amsterdam
A day of airports. FCO has better food. I bought a porchetta with artichoke pesto panino for the flight, telling the vendor I can’t get enough of d’Ariccia porchetta, but also I didn’t want to eat schifezza on the flight. He laughed; “Hai ragione,” he said, and stuffed a few more slices of porchetta into my sandwich. Schiphol is streamlined and attractive. Our flight from Amsterdam is delayed an hour. Beer? Rome to Amsterdam Schiphol had a few surprises; I am always grabbed from the line and frisked at this airport, dating back to pre-TSA times. Invariably! Today, Joe was also pulled aside and patted down. And patted down. And…. at one point, the agent kept feeling Joe’s right thigh, saying there’s something in his pants. Ummmmmm…. I could see what was happening, and I caught Joe’s eye, trying very hard not to dissolve into a fit of laughter. Long story short, I’m a lucky woman hahahahaha!!!!! Finally in air, I’ve got to say this Delta partner (KLM) could teach Delta USA a thing or