[5:30am EDT/2:30am PDT]
It was my fault for listening. The airline says to get here an hour and a half early for an international flight. I phoned the cab company, told them when I wanted to get to the airport, and they gave me a pickup time.
Of course, they were generous with the drive time. (There wasn’t much traffic at 4:15.) No sane person would be at the airport that early. So, I got to the airport, and through security with… an hour and a half before my flight.
Had breakfast. That killed some time. Now I’m blogging. I’ll be damned if I’m paying $8 for wireless, so posting it will have to wait.
[9:00am EDT/6:00am PDT]
Sitting in Toronto now. Once again, I have an hour to kill.
I love Canadian customs—no guns, they all look like summer students. “What was the purpose of your visit?” “My wife is working there.” “Do you stay in a hotel, or does she let you stay with her?” “uh… ?!?!” “Just kidding, go ahead.”
I thought about asking if I could chop off the Calgary stopover and go straight to YVR. Then it occured to me that my luggage wouldn’t get there if I did that. One more stop to go…
[12:50pm MDT/11:50am PDT]
Here I am in the Calgary airport. Guess what? Yup, I have an hour to kill. But this time, I have already had lunch. The novelty of hanging out in an airport is starting to wear off. At least they have Tim’s in the Canadian ones.
There’s a flight to Vancouver leaving right now. I asked this time—they don’t have a friendly answer to switching flights. Apparently flying me to Vancouver in an hour is much different than doing it now.
[8:15pm PDT]
Alright, I’m back. Got to Vancouver, Oli and Tina picked me up, went to see new place (nice, but that’s another post), went to Surrey to pick up the car.
To summarize: Today, I have been in Carrboro, Chapel Hill, Raleigh … Toronto … Calgary … Vancouver, Burnaby, Surrey, Burnaby.
June 1st, 2006 at 10:29 pm
Calgary’s a hole. You have my condolences for having to be anywhere near that place.
June 2nd, 2006 at 7:32 am
There’s nothing like a well travelled man.
Kelly