We got up around 6:30am today, about an hour and a half ago, and saw a text from Bellana saying she was on the ground. The flight tracker I was watching last night had the plane on the ground in Amsterdam right on time. There’s a six hour time difference so I asked her if she caught her train out of Amsterdam to her final destination and she said yes. They are in their rented apartment and starting their border-crossing-covid-quarantine. I am not sure how long. 10 days, I think. Maybe less with negative tests? I’m not sure.
The important thing is, she made it to where she needed to be. Sigh of relief. Now I have to find a way to talk her into coming home for a quick visit. Heh Heh. Kidding.
In the immortal words of Obi-Wan Kenobi, “another happy landing.”