The Husband hates layovers because he’s just one of those people who do not want to waste time and energy in another place, so he always wants to fly direct to whatever destination. He was flat out disappointed when he learned that we had a 5-hour layover in Amsterdam, instead of flying direct from Dubai to Atlanta.
I, on the other hand, enjoy layovers. It is an insanely cheap-ass way of visiting two countries in one go. And if you know me, I am all for cost efficiencies. I know we won’t get the chance to step out of the Amsterdam airport (all because we didn’t have Schengen visas. Boo!), but still I knew that these 1st world airports (Please let us not talk about my home country’s sh*tty international airport. The thought itself is a downer.) would provide us with much fun and entertainment that the 5–hours would just whiz by. And oh my, did the time at the Schipol Amsterdam airport really fly by.