Hello Lovelies,

It has been awhile. You will have to forgive me, I did after all move to a whole new country! So many new and interesting things have happened in just a few short days. I guess though, I should start with the flight. I left Atlanta at 10:40pm on Tuesday. My bags were at 49 and 50lbs respectfully. Which means, I only had to pay for an extra checked bag! Atti's US papers were briefly looked over, and after $200.00. We were free to go on our way. Saying goodbye to my parents was really hard, but honestly I was really excited so I did not get as emotional as I probably should have. But, I miss them already!

Going through security was interesting, Atti had to come out of his carrier and I had to carry him through security. He was on a leash but honestly, he was such a good boy he didn't need it. Even the TSA agent said, "what an experienced little traveler, and I said, "no ma'am, his first time. He is just the best boy ever." The man behind me was nice enough to help hold the carrier open, so I could get him back in. Without me even asking, oh the kindness of strangers. I got to my gate, but sat at another, so no one could see Atti. People tend to freak if they see an animal. I gave him a sedative and we got on the plane. He barely fit under the seat! I gave him some water and checked on him to make sure he was okay. He didn't make a peep the entire time. He also didn't drink anything.or use the bathroom. My flight landed at noon, a full hour early, which was great but Loek wasn't supposed to meet me until 1:45pm. There was no line at security, it was a breeze. I tried to call Loek, but my phone wouldn't work inside the airport. For those of you who have never been to Schiphol, there are several places for arrivals to come out. You look on a board by time to see which one the arrivals are coming out of.

By 1:20pm, my flight was no longer listed. I found a pay phone and tried to dial Loek. Every combination I tried, didn't work. I went to the help desk and asked how to make a call. They looked at me like I was dumb then told me to dial 0 not the country code.  Alright, I know silly. I got his voicemail. Finally I found him! After wondering around with all my luggage in a car and Atti on my shoulder. I was so relieved, For a second, I thought maybe he forgot about me! But, he didn't and it was fantastic seeing my guy standing there.

Well, that's how I got here, I'll update you on the rest a little later!

Flickr image by: antwerpenR

I am bringing my cat to The Netherlands with me. His name is Atticus, he just turned a year old and he thinks I am his mother. Not in the normal way that people claim their pets are like their children. You see, I got Atticus when he was very young, too young in fact to be away from his mother.