And now I know. When I got asked for my birthdate, for the 7th time; that yes, this is real. The proverbial pinch on the arm after your cell phone plan is cancelled, credit cards cut in half, car loan paid in full, hugs-shrugs-and-loves to remember Canada with, and (most importantly) Netflix subscription ended. Yes, there is hope, you can kick the addiction too!
Which has all brought me to sitting in a YVR waiting lobby, entertained by watching people doing their own preflight awkward pacing, frantically makIng a new playlist, or... I honestly don't know what that guy is doing.... It's like a combination of the chicken dance, the breaststroke, and maybe a real stroke..?
Sydney Australia! Here I come!
After a quick check from Canada Customs at the plane, and finding my row of chairs to be vacant except me, it's time to "Hurry up and wait!"
I would write all about the fun that is known as watching movies in a chair getting kicked by a toddler, but we've all been on a plane before; if you haven't... It's like a combination of riding the bus and drinking at a dive bar. Sit quietly, look around at anything random, and you can eat really cheap peanuts that you question just how edible they really are.
Stay tuned!
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