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Written by Richard Gibson Saturday 6/17/2006 What time is it? It might be 7:25 in the morning. Or now 4:26 in the afternoon, now that we are in the time zone that matches my 'geoloc.' The flight to Amsterdam went well. Spencer went to sleep shortly after we got on the plane. I did as well. He slept until we had 2 1/2 hours left. So 5 1/2 hours or something. He liked playing with the wired remote control to play a rebranded version of pac man. I slept much of the time. There was turbulance, it didn't seem to deeply bother me. The flight into Mpls was a bit icky...storms and the like. But then it all was okay. Amsterdam felt different from an American Airport. The kids were a bit icky once they were rejoined. On this flight to Budapest I am in a seat in front of them. I went to sleep, the kids kept bopping me on the head. What was up with that? And then I slept more and whatever...
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