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Deletedmember76
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Vertraging, je ontkomt er niet aan soms en lange layovers idem ditto. Wat is jouw manier om de tijd te doden? Ik hou me vaak bij proberen te slapen op oncomfortabele stoeltjes (mits er een lounge is waar ik toegang toe heb natuurlijk) en een beetje lezen.
Dit verhaal kwam ik tegen op Quora en vond ik wel geniaal, eentje om te onthouden
"Had a flight delay from Amsterdam to Nairobi in 2005. The airline gave us a 40 Euro voucher as a way to make up for it. We could use it anywhere in the airport, with one catch: you could only use it for one purchase. You could buy a pack of gum or a steak dinner, but it was only good for one redemption, and then it was gone.
The bartender at Schiphol gently reminded me of this as he sat a towering Heineken in front of me. I thought about my predicament for a second, looked down the bar at the other gentleman quietly hunched over their drinks and said, "I'll take as many of these as I can get for 40 euro!"
I bought beers for everyone at the bar, and I struck up conversations with all of them. When they were done with the pints of American goodwill that I had provided for them, they started to buy drinks for me and each other. We drank for the ENTIRE 6-hour delay, and by the end I was learning the best drinking songs from Ireland, Scotland, and Holland. I finally looked over at my watch and realized my flight was departing in ten minutes.
I stumbled down the terminal and ran to my gate. Just as I was about to get on my flight, one of the gents from the UK came running down with one of my suitcases. "MATT! MATT! you forgot your bag!" He ran all the way up to the flight attendant desk and threw my luggage over the rope to me. I caught it and fell backwards onto the ground, laughing hysterically.
I went onto the plane, passed out in my seat, and woke up nearly 10 hours later in Nairobi with a colossal hangover.
Dit verhaal kwam ik tegen op Quora en vond ik wel geniaal, eentje om te onthouden
"Had a flight delay from Amsterdam to Nairobi in 2005. The airline gave us a 40 Euro voucher as a way to make up for it. We could use it anywhere in the airport, with one catch: you could only use it for one purchase. You could buy a pack of gum or a steak dinner, but it was only good for one redemption, and then it was gone.
The bartender at Schiphol gently reminded me of this as he sat a towering Heineken in front of me. I thought about my predicament for a second, looked down the bar at the other gentleman quietly hunched over their drinks and said, "I'll take as many of these as I can get for 40 euro!"
I bought beers for everyone at the bar, and I struck up conversations with all of them. When they were done with the pints of American goodwill that I had provided for them, they started to buy drinks for me and each other. We drank for the ENTIRE 6-hour delay, and by the end I was learning the best drinking songs from Ireland, Scotland, and Holland. I finally looked over at my watch and realized my flight was departing in ten minutes.
I stumbled down the terminal and ran to my gate. Just as I was about to get on my flight, one of the gents from the UK came running down with one of my suitcases. "MATT! MATT! you forgot your bag!" He ran all the way up to the flight attendant desk and threw my luggage over the rope to me. I caught it and fell backwards onto the ground, laughing hysterically.
I went onto the plane, passed out in my seat, and woke up nearly 10 hours later in Nairobi with a colossal hangover.
