Coming home

Time for the inevitable Starbucks at Rotterdam station and I liked this display of mugs, just to remind me where I was!
Having been struggling with anxiety, I was very proud of myself to navigate a tram, train and plane to get home, without mishap or meltdown.  And with the aid of a gin and tonic on the plane. 
A mere 45 minute flight, it is amusing to observe the speed that the staff dispense the drinks and then rush back to clear up in time for landing.