proof.
Woo! We’re in Edmonton now, where I lived from 1979 to 1985, and 1993 to 1995.
Here’s what we’ve seen so far:
Yep, the airport.
The airport from which we will depart for Yellowknife in… oh… three hours?
But before I even GET to any discussion of heading Yellowknife-ward, I have to tell you about our flight from Calgary to Edmonton.
I’ll do it point form:
Run hysterically through Calgary airport to catch flight to Yellowknife (supposedly being held)
Miss flight by 6 minutes
Get rebooked 2 hours later to head to Yellowknife from another city
Get on plane to Edmonton
Enter from tarmac like POTUS
Prop plane
Back row
Frantic giggling at lack of amenities and odd engine sounds
Turbulence
Hard candies
More turbulence
Landing in Edmonton
Yes. Hard candies. Apparently, that’s what passes for an in-flight snack around here:
I’ve now had a slice of pizza (first food all day), but (to prove I can do it… well, no, it was an accident…) I didn’t even have coffee until 2!
Here’s to traveling on Easter weekend, non?
March 21st, 2008 at 2:41 pm
OK - now I’m REALLY sorry I bitched so much about the signs in Toronto and missing my plane yesterday. Be safe and stay warm!
March 21st, 2008 at 2:54 pm
In terms of looking “FIIIIIINE,” I say just roll ahead as though this is your normal beleaguered mode. Convince the inlaws that you’re like a Canadian version of Amy Winehouse, except you don’t have papparazzi. They’ll look upon you with pity and fear instead of contempt. :)
This isn’t helping, is it?
(Seriously: I bet everybody will understand and congratulate you for your great aplomb in soldiering through it. Plus, you’ll be in Yellowknife, and I’m not sure I’ve ever been in any locale with a name as cool as “Yellowknife.”)