My travel companions are used to it by now. When we arrive at Schiphol, I have to do one thing first: the Schiphoeloe-kiek. It all started very innocently, but has now grown into a true tradition. Actually, I get the jitters from traditions, but this one has sneaked in anyway. Standing right in front of the departure hall with the suitcase, right arm in the air and say cheeeeeese, baby. What's on the agenda today? Doha with Qatar Airways. A place I've never been to, so that means the travel tail is wagging extra. You understand: this will have a sequel. Soon much, much more about this adventure…