Ok, for those of you who don’t care about stitching or knitting, perhaps you have an interest in travel? So this entry, along with the next week or so, will also be delivered to your mailbox as well. At least for the next week or so.
Short summary starting yesterday: ride to BART from Miriam at seriously early. BART to SFO. Checked in, hit the lounge. Caught the United flight to Toronto. It was full. We were toward the back. There were kicking kids. I can easily forgive the wailing babies when my ears went OUCH with a sudden cabin pressure change. There were thunderstorms around Toronto, so we were delayed. Doesn’t sound like much, but I have never enjoyed the Toronto Airport. I have met some of the most wonderful and helpful security people there and some of the worst immigration police. Enough said on that.
So there we are, late landing which means we are even later getting out of the plane. Our original gate has long since been given away which means we were off loaded at the very far end of International arrivals. Did I mention back of the plane? Right, adds to the stress along with the people who need to hiked down a three people wide corridor with their suitcase out to the side effectively blocking everyone… And, if that doesn’t work – stroll next to a friend.
Can you tell I was a bit stressed? It is not like there are multiple Air Canada flights a day going into Edinburgh. All the way to the center then following more sides to “corresponding flights” where we finally met well functioning automated pass control. !0 seconds later I was on my way. More corridors till we got to outgoing immigration and another set automated machines. The machine, the x-ray and the electronic gate were happy with me, not so much with George. I kept on walking and arrived at the departure gate just as they started boarding our section.
The flight was fine, it wasn’t full and I might have gotten a couple hours of sleep. Landing in Edinburgh went smoothly and we were early off the plane this time. Immigration? No sweat and then a long wait at baggage. Out, about, bus to Glasgow (another long story) and only a three block walk to our hotel. Dropping off our bags we went upstairs and relaxed in the lounge till noon when rooms were available. Lunch out was Indian and now it is time for more sleep….
(note – the time here is 1900 but you will see 10xx on the block as my server is in California
What are we doing? George decided that he wanted to take one of the Cal Discovery (Alumni) tours….. which doesn’t start till Saturday so at least I have that….
