I’m writing this from Gate A at the Lester B Pearson International Airport in Toronto. We’ve got a bit of a layover here, like I mentioned in my last post. Anyways, the security is pretty tight - they’ve got the metal detectors set so high that the rivets on my jeans set it off. Lots of people get stuff confiscated, we had a thing of bug spray in our carryon that wasn’t allowed through the security checkpoint here (though they didn’t say anything in Saskatoon.) We had to check one of our carryons, or leave the bug spray behind. We decided to check the bag…No big deal, we just moved a couple of things around, and everything is fine.
The flight was good, though I didn’t have a very good time. They served breakfast in flight, and it was good, though I’m wearing quite a bit of it - damned orange juice jumped at me, and it was all I could do to subdue it. It got my shirt pretty good though. I also managed to stop the runaway bit of hashbrowns that was making a break for it. It got my shirt pretty good too.
I guess Erin and I are going to play a game of Galactic Empires 2051 A.D. now, so I’ll sign off. I won’t be uploading this right now though :)
I’m without my collection of Simpson’s quotes, so I’ll have to forego them while on holidays. Sorry everybody. (Sorry Dr. Nick…)- no comments