Homecoming from Kalutara

(Image courtesy of Digital Globe.)

Yesterday, my family, my sister's boyfriend and yours truly, were lucky enough to be able to go to Schiphol Airport to meet our sister. As the true scale of the disaster has become apparent in the past few days, I need not dwell on the signifance of the word 'lucky'. Otherwise, take a look at the satellite picture of the beach my sister was residing at. The brownish stuff beneath the waves is the beach her hotel was positioned next to.

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These photographs of my sister's homecoming probably say enough.

My sister, in the white top, walks into the arrivals hall. No thanks to the assholes at Martinair, my brother Richard and I were not allowed to meet her at the gate (my parents and her boyfriend were) so she got emotional all over again when she saw us. Happy food for the media, which had been kept away from said gate for this exact reason. Nice going, Martinair. I wonder why you still mainly do charters and have never become a proper airline. (Well, I guess my father could have given them a harder time as well, and my brother and I could have whined some if that hadn't helped, but anyway.) Her boyfriend, who is confusingly also called Richard, can be seen right behind my sister. Yeah, he's the bald guy. Must be the inside that counts.

Like I said, happy food for the media.

Like I said, happy f... Oh, sod it.

My sister and her boyfriend again. (The bald one is not my sister.)

NOOT VOOR FAMILIELEDEN: hier is een bestand te downloaden met hoge-resolutieversies van de foto's. Dit bestand is beschermd met een wachtwoord. Mail me daarvoor.

NOTE TO EVERYBODY ELSE, ESPECIALLY DUTCH MEDIA: These photographs were made by me and their copyright resides with me. Under Dutch copyright law, all the people pictured are proprietors of their respective portrait rights. If you wish to use these images, send me an email and I will consider it. Be aware that I feel my sister should (and will) have the final word in all these matters. If I see any of the photographs from this site reproduced anywhere else without my permission, I will send my cat to visit you in the night, as well as some hungry lawyers. And no, I'm not bluffing. Scroll downwards to see the vicious critter. (A photograph of hungry lawyers can be made available upon request.)

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