More Plane Rides:

So it’s plane ride #2 and it’s a long one. We’ve had quite the amount of turbulence, but at least this plane is better. We all have personal tv screens built into the backside of people’s headrests, so it’s quite nice. I watched August Rush (which was absolutely amazing, although I am not fond of Robin William’s Character), took a few power naps, and Kezia is now watching a British Film titled “Death at a Funeral” which apparently involves men who can’t go to the washroom on their own, acid leading to being naked, and a lot of British – well, humour. Kezia and I have been separated again from the other 4 people, they being at the very back of the plane, and us being up front just before first class. I’m in the middle between an older man and Kezia, and he doesn’t talk much so we just fend for ourselves. Obviously.

Maverick’s battery is dying quite quickly, but these planes have outlets and therefore I have been charging him the whole way – not that that will stop him from overheating. So the man in front of me just lowered his seat and half shmushed Maverick – not good. Oh well, I pulled him out just in time.

There’s not a lot of detail to give you guys because not a lot has happened. A lot of sleeping, a lot of people who look funny while they sleep, old ladies forgetting to lock the door (which in turn lets others know the lavatory is vacant(!)), and people getting mad that I have to walk past them to get from one aisle to the other. I’m not very bothered by it, but oh well.

Toronto’s airport was quite nice, really big, very open. We went to some restaurant (a fast food one) called Jack’s Coyote. I got a poutine. It was funny because I totally forgot to bring Canadian money (thinking that I’d be in Europe, and not in Toronto for lunch). I had 8.02. My meal came to 8.20. The lady at the counter let me have it for that much, even though I had to run and grab 25 cents from Megan’s mom just to find out I didn’t need it. Small potatoes? Is that what they say? Kelsey and Talisa have taken a few powernaps already, it’s quite cute – well, I can’t really say that as if I haven’t done the same. I’ve heard that the flight attendants have commented on me sleeping half on Kezia’s lap. (In my defense, these seats, although nice, are still crammed).

Right now it’s 8:03pm BC Time, I’m not sure where it is, or where we are right now, but if I were to say we are in European time (since there’s really no time to give the places in between Maritimes and England (yes it’s 12:04am 3/7 Atlantic Ocean Time… ahah, I think not) it would then be 5:04am. We are scheduled to arrive at 9-something AM. I’m not really sure when, too lazy to check. We get there when we get there. Not to mention this flight is FULLY booked, they had to call us to check in by our place on the plane… it was quite crazy. Oh well, we managed. With all the issues that have been coming up:
Being separated from the other 4 and having to take a flight by ourselves, then having to sit separately, not having money for food, separated on this plane, etc etc, Kezia and I are doing quite well. We’ve got a very good sense of “Don’t panic! We’ll figure it out, and we’ve always got money…” In the great words of our teacher Mrs. Graham “Just buy a ticket.” Thank you, your words will lead us to do great things. What those things are, I’m not all too sure.

I definitely wish I had brought two novels instead of one, because right now I don’t feel like pushing myself to get through the lull in the pages of Staziland – there will come a time when I can muster up the courage to do it.

The TV show portion of our mini TV’s doesn’t work – only movies. I really wanted to watch the Office… oh well. On a side note, I REALLY wish Maverick wasn’t going on this trip broken. I uploaded pictures onto him and he died. It’s hardly enough for him to get pictures or go on msn. It’s the very small things. I’m waiting for him to die on me, hopefully not – but still waiting.

Details details details. I want to tell you guys about what’s going on so you have some sort of idea, but truly, there’s nothing to tell. I’ll include some pictures that I will commence taking right now so you can get a feel for this plane. Ps. It’s supposed to be night time, but it’s only 8:11pm at home, hard to really get a hold of this time change. The only thing I want though is to pass the ocean – once we’re over land – I’m good.

I’ll see if I get wireless in Frankfurt but there are no guarantees. Toronto had free wireless (although Bell didn’t and wanted me to pay… no thank you when I can get free wireless for… well, free.) SEATBELT SIGN! I have to put Maverick away… and put the seatbelt on. Seriously, this turbulence is murder. I have had (in my opinion) a few acute heart attacks. Oh well, we live, we get by – or so we hope.

Gros Bisous!