Yesterday morning found me struggling against my foggy (read: hungover) brain as I had to pick up my car from where it was parked before the previous night's festivities, and then pack for my trip to BC. Oh, and get to the plane on time.
I think I managed to pack eveything, though I forgot my sunglasses. Then I realized they are not much use out on the gloomy coast anyway, so no big deal. I also forgot to empty everything out of my backpack/carry-on, and one of the truly absurd moments of the day came right after checking in my luggage, finding a stapler in my backpack, and handing the stapler to my ride Brian (not my brother Brian) as I headed for security.
Despite being the last person to check in for the flight, I was granted on of the front seats in hospitatlity, right behid that wall to business class. Those seats have a ton of leg room, so I was thinking hey, I am lucky today despite my poor planning and mental state.
As the flight from Saskatoon to Vancouver wore on, it seemed like kind of a long two hours (many of you know I don't wear a watch, but prefer to try to figure out what time it is). And I was right; we arrived a good 40 minutes late thanks to poor weather in BC. This made me about 10 minutes too late in rainy Vancouver to get down to the 1pm ferry, and the next wasn't until 3pm. I make my way down to the ferry (note: the suggested bus route 404 from the airport seems long; there must be a faster one if you bus into Richmond first) to find out that they might cancel my ferry due to wind.
Now a lot of you might be expecting some sort of ferry tirade at this point, but for some reason, I'm just not as upset taking ferries anymore. Maybe it's because I only take a couple of them a year, I don't know. While I would not say I am quite unflappable, I am certainly . . . less flappable. For example, once the ferry is finally underway (late, of course, but not cancelled), there is a kid running around near where I was trying to sleep, playing some sort of game where he opens and slams the very heavy outside doors and also screams sometimes. I realized that my innitial reaction a few years ago would have been to seethe and want to run over and suggest to the kid we play a new game called "sit down and shut the fuck up", but this time I just kind of rolled over.
Today, I've had lots of sleep. This place is great for sleeping because the rooms are dark, quiet and have good beds. As much as I have come to like the dogs I live with in Saskatoon, it is nice to take a break from them in the morning.
The plan for today basically involves my sister and I getting a lot of food and then later, eating.
Posted by warcode at December 13, 2002 01:55 PM