Travel

The train was at 0605. And there is no way you should believe that I got to bed prior to 0230. That makes for a short night.

It is over 8 hours to Montreal from Frankfurt, a scramble through customs, luggage re-check and a run to the gate to make the 5+ hour flight to Vancouver. Air Canada is nice, polite and acting American as far as service on the in-country flights. I am still not used to paying for food on flights. My bags of trail mix went a long way to keeping the DH and I fed for that leg.

With a window seat on the first leg, I kept my self entertained with socks, the camera, and the MP3 player.

For that second leg, middle seat, the MP3 player was running down (did I mention that there was actually a USB port in the panel in front of me which worked for chargeing?) and getting a crick in my neck from difting off in weird position.

Socks

Half way down the first sock – the Lava Spiral out of Lisa Souza’s Earth Birth were finished by the time we got off the plane in Montreal except for the minor issue of closing the toes and dealing with the strings.

This gave me time, before I wiped out completely to start Horcrux (6 Sock KAL) out of Opal Herbst Melodie.

Audio Books

MP3 players are great, that is once you finally get to the menu that lets you cancel “shuffle.” I mean really, how do you list to a book with a device that insists that all your tracks be scrambled. I intensely dislike not knowing what comes next anyway, so it is not an option for which I see any use. Given the time frame, I was able to listen through two of the three books in Nora Robert’s Key Trilogy and start on the third. Dead Run and D is for Dead Beat did not get ripped completely. Argh!

Meeting registration is in the morning and the opening ceremonies and reception are tomorrow night. Time zones are striking.

-Holly