Friday 26 September
Calgary, Alberta, Canada – Toronto, Ontario, Canada
Actually Friday began on Thursday, inevitable continued into Saturday and without a breather drank in Sunday. If I can get through this ordeal believe me I can get through Kilimanjaro. Heck I can climb Everest!
Thursday night I sat in the plane to go to London for 2hrs and more. As the night stretched out it became apparent my journey was to be doomed. The flight was cancelled due to mechanical problems. Off we trooped out of the flight and we headed through the deserted Calgary airport for a briefing on what to do next.
I mean there’s nothing really wrong with Air Canada. Unfortunately there’s nothing really right either. We Canadians only fly it out of necessity, but really it’s more like a plane befitting a bankrupt nation. Worse is the service. I’m sure the cranky, some tear-filled passengers enjoyed being shouted at by the Air Canada officials. I would say they lost several future clients that night. Including me.
After waking up in Calgary (!!) at the Holiday Inn, I grabbed a quick muffin and off I went to the airport. This time I was going to catch a flight to Toronto. As I told Tushar in London on the phone, I’d rather be in Toronto than trust Air Canada’s competence to get the Calgary flight out that evening. At least from Toronto I’d have many London flights to choose from. I’ve now had 2hrs sleep. Add to the 3hrs I got after Diarmid and the boys took me out drinking on Wednesday night, I face Air Canada on 5 hrs of sleep. Yay.
But now I’m on a flight to Toronto. Fat chance my high school reunion will happen on Friday night in London or even see Sue. But the important thing is to meet everyone in London.