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This morning, I woke up again at 5am to catch my Milano flight. Now that Fly Baboo doesn’t operate on that line, I bought my ticket with Twin Jet, or as I will call it, the disaster. I should have sensed it when I poured the hot coffee on my jeans at home that my trip was going to be a hell.
I really think that the personnel at Geneva airport is just hired to be decorative, no one has any idea of nothing. And the ladies at Air France desk … well I guess if they spend a little less time on painting their face, they could actually be useful. One thing is sure they are not hired for their IQ. Believe me it was a challenge to check in, although my flight is Twin Jet, a sub company of Air France, I needed to check in with Dnata…. ohh and you have to call them so they can come to do your check in. The cherry on top of the cake was when “the super smart” guy behind the desk told me to make sure to go to the bathroom before the flight, as the plane didn’t have any WC.
When I saw the plane I got why, it seemed that a big plane spit that one… only 9 rows, and the pilot, who casually explained us what to do if we crash, pilot the plane in front of me. I guess if I weren’t scared for my life, I would find it cool to see him manipulate during takeoff and landing. After an hour of fear for my life, we arrived to Milano Malpensa where my luggage never came. They actually managed to lose a luggage that I saw them charging on the tiniest plane I saw in my life.
So here I am, in Milano with no clothes, no cable for my pc to charge it, and especially no news from the company. I keep calling the number they gave me, no one never picks up… you can imagine my frustration. When I arrived to Hotel Cavour, the front desk person wasn’t astonished about my situation. He told me that it happens a lot, and that he will try calling them as well, but I shouldn’t have too much hope.
I have chosen Hotel Cavour, because it is literally 2 minutes away from via della Spiga, but I didn’t expect my room being that bad. It was quite tiny, and my tv’s screen was smaller than my pc’s screen. I bought internet for 24 hours, but the connection was very low or inexistent, so I didn’t really manage to use it. So do I advise this hotel? Well I guess it depends on what you are expecting; if you just want a nice hotel, nice stay, nice people… shouldn’t be your first choice. But if you are looking for just a place to sleep by the happening area, go for it.
One of my reasons to pick that hotel up was also that it was 5 minutes away from Nobu. And off course I had to return and see my cute bartender Andrea, eat the yummy food, and just because I didn’t want to go back to my small room, go to “Prive”. It’s Armani Nobu’s night club. It was really fun, when we arrived I was the oldest person there, including the friend with whom I was. Then the crowd started to change, there was a mix of ages and professions. I even met a definitely working lady, who told that she was a “desperate housewife”. Believe me she didn’t look that desperate next to her client;)
As usual it was a successful Nobu night, and it kind of made me forget my horrible day… Let’s hope they find my suitcase tomorrow

Queen’s Day (in Dutch: Koninginnedag) in Amsterdam is a unique night and day carnival-like event on 30th of April each year. On this day the Dutch celebrate the birthday of the Queen of the Netherlands. Although it’s original the birthday of Queen Juliana (the mother of Queen Beatrix), not of Queen Beatrix, they celebrate her birthday on 30 April. Queen Beatrix birthday is really on the 31th January, but the winter isn’t the time to party outside. Because of this Queen Beatrix officially celebrates her birthday on 30 April, so people can party with (hopefully) better weather! What is special about the Queen’s Day, well simply there is a huge party across the whole city, and it is combined with the market in the streets.
So off course when my friends asked me if I were interested to join them, I right away booked my flights. My flight was soo early that I had to wake up at 4.30 am to go to my second home, Geneva airport. After an hour and 30 minutes of flight, I arrived to Schiphol airport. Schiphol, Amsterdam airport, is so big that I had to walk 20 minutes before getting my luggage… but let’s be positive, it means that I had my mini morning workout so I can eat and drink freely ;)
The plan was to celebrate the Queensday on a boat that will cruise the canal while we drink, dance and have fun. At noon we were at the lobby of the hotel with our first drinks waiting for the boat.
No need to say that it was a blast; we had 2 dj’s and 30 something people, and most importantly lots of liquids. I don’t remember if I ate something, actually there are some parts of the day that I blanked out… but I remember the gifts that were thrown to us at the “Red Light District”. They were pink and big!!!! I also remember lots of people dressed up in orange, lots of vodka and very friendly people; I might say one or two extremely friendly… I guess The Netherlands has a different way to welcome visitors…
Our little party lasted only 9 hours… Our boat survived the journey but I heard some didn’t and few boats sank… It was a really fun experience but believe me once a year is enough… I guess tomorrow I will suffer…