While I was away on a trip, my girlfriend met up with me in Switzerland for a mini tour. I was already there on my own at a wheelchair tennis tournament in Austria and I finally talked her into doing some traveling with me, after some poking and prodding. I went straight there by train from Salzburg, Austria after the tournament was over. I hopped in a cab at the train station to get me to the airport to meet her in Amsterdam at the Schiphol Airport. We found each other inside after a couple phone calls bantering back and forth “where are you?”, “I’m over here”, “Where?”. It had been over a month since I had seen her so I was so happy to see that she had made it unscathed from the flight.