Desi 'light'-packers Episode 5!

04:00 AM

Saturday

Apr 7, 2007 

Dorint Novotel, Schipol, Netherlands

"The canal cruise is starting at 9AM and each trip takes about an hour-and-a-half!", said the brisk guy in the concierge.

"Where is the boarding point?", he asked.

"Just outside the station Amsterdam Centraal",  he replied.

"Oh..Okay! Thank you!",  he said and moved away from the concierge desk to where she was waiting with a small brown crochet handbag, wearing a tan coloured overcoat over a brown cloured 'V' necked tee, with blue-black jeans. 

"You look crisp and fresh today", he said looking at her.

She smiled back, her usual trademark smile with a dimple in one of her cheeks whenever she gives a glorious one. 

"You look wonderful, as always!", she complimented him, with eyes glowing with pride.

They started walking towards the hotel entrance hand in hand expecting a splendid day ahead! As soon as they reached the hotel entrance....

He sat bolt upright when the alarm in his mobile phone, kept on the bedside table started ringing.

"Oh! Is it 4 o' clock already?! I was dreaming is it?", he said in a slumberous-alerted tone.

When he received silence as the reply, he realised that she is not awake as yet, smiling, stretched his hands out to reach his phone to switch the alarm off.

"Wake up! Its already time", he shook her.

"Dont bluff! The alarm hasn't rung yet!", she said in a muffled-shaky voice.

"Ha!Ha!",  he crooned like a rooster and started to giggle.

She sat up on the bed lazily looking at him, he looked at her and his giggles volcanised to fits of uncontrollable laughter.

"There-should-be-an-atom-bomb-kept-right-beneath-your-ear...", was all he could muster trying to suppress his giggles, but before he would finish, she was on top of him with her pillow in hand.

"Don't -you-dare-tease-me", she retorted, between clenched teeth, every word uttered for every blow.

"Stop-hitting-me", he said between blows with strained rising tone for each word, that the 'me' sounded shrilly. She stopped hitting him with the pillow,  "Its time! We have to start!"

The next hour was spent on getting ready and they were out sharp at 6:00 AM for the breakfast lounge. The continental breakfast contained a shuttle to the Schipol airport, twisted fries ( it is an enhancement made with french fries, which is twisted and flavoured with garlic), veggie burger, coke each!

"I am a great fan of twisted fries. Oh! Let me call it garlic fries!", she said, carrying them in a tray to their table in Burger King.

"I know! Do you remember the story of a lady who got snubbed by asking this option back in London?", he asked with a mischievous smile.

She replied with a stern stare, " Do you remember who got bugged in the morning for teasing me?"

"Okay! Let's drop it!", he mumbled and started chatting about the enquiries they had made yesterday in the very same airport, where they were having their breakfast.

"So! Its a shuttle from here at 8:30, a 34 km ride, which would take, say 45 mins...!"

"Wow! Don't say that! I am getting too skittish!"

"...and now we're Off to Keukenhof!"

"Yessssssssss!"

And here are some teasers for the next episode!