Amsterdam

Tonight, I am in Amsterdam. I am supposed to be in Gothenburg. P and I left home yesterday about dinner time, anticipating an uneventful flight to Copenhagen and an easy connection through to Gothenburg, that would land us there with enough afternoon left to enjoy some of our former home.
But this was not to be.
The transatlantic flight was uneventful enough, but wind speeds in Copenhagen were high this morning. Our pilot must have circled the airport for an hour before attempting to land. Ultimately, we were diverted to Amsterdam, where we have spent the afternoon putting in time.
They have a light show here in the downtown. We've seen pictures, but decided that with the wind and the rain lashing the windows of our hotel, it was better to give the light show a pass.
Fingers crossed for smooth transitions tomorrow. Tomorrow was to be one of 2 days we had together. Ironic seeing as we had Gothenburg as our home address for almost a year, but with P's travel, he's hardly seen it. It was supposed to be a day for taking care of business (a trip to the bank to pay taxes), and quietly wandering around, enjoying the day together. Now, we're hoping to make it there by late afternoon, with just enough time to have a nice dinner together at one of our favourite restaurants, Sjöbaren in Haga, before I link up with the book club ladies to catch up over a drink.
Fingers crossed...