Heard rumors about the amazing Schiphol Airport but was still surprised when I encountered the visual feast lavishly spread on delicatessen shelves and restaurant tables as I wandered from concourse to concourse in four hours and by the time I nudged my feet to the security check line, I kept looking back and wishing the clock would slow down, stop. Why do clocks never stop when you want them to?

Here are some snapshots from my wanderings–

Pastries at Segafredo cafe



Great gift idea!

Planting the seeds to a visit to Europe outside of the airport. Perhaps in 2012!

Chocolate Liquers


I finally settled for a virgin mojito...

...and a yummy salmon sandwich with cream cheese. One of the best breafasts ever!