Waiting, sweetheart... waiting...

Air Canada, once again being a frustrating pain in the ass...

i am sitting here thinking of the scene in ocean's 11 where the mormon twins are at the race track in utah...

waiting, sweetheart.



-Good. Go.



-I'm waiting.- Why?



-You're like a little girl!



I'm going to get out and drop you like third-period French.


i am sitting in toronto right now, about to enjoy 13 hours of flying, after enduring 4.5 hours to toronto...



i want to thanks air canada for making booking in such a pain... first not finding my booking reference, then calling someone who knew what they were doing, then punching in my e-tix, and that actually found me!!




and then, after charging me for overweight ( thanks for the C/C Dad...) she says i am over the maximum overweight...


" do you not realize that both bags are leaning on the scale right now???"


"ooops..."


so i get to toronto, and go to the wrong terminal... apparently there is so much international travel they split it up between two terminals, hmmm...

etihad airways rocks!! all she did was give me a mild rebuke for the baggage being over... "make sure for next time!!" " me-no problem!!"

a couple of quick shout outs before i forget...

many thanks to animal travel, and my eagle ridge vet clinic, for all their help getting tinsley ready for his flight... he arrived happy, and that made lorien happy, which makes me happy... i will send photos from the UAE with all of us...

thanks canada, it has been fun... next post from overseas...