More details on the 5 legs of travel on 2 legs... Leg 1: Waterloo to Toronto. Roger arrived at my place at around 4:40am, a bit late, arrived at 5:45am for the 7am flight, but that didn't really matter. There was a long line-up with only 2 (or less) agents working the counters, but that didn't matter either. Turned out that my 7am flight didn't exist, so they put me on the 7:30am flight. Also, I went to the wrong line-up, as I'm supposed to go to the international line instead of the "triangle" line...I had no idea. But all of that didn't matter anyway because the plane didn't show up at the gate until 7:30am, and we didn't leave until 8am. It became so late that they announced that the next scheduled flight to Vancouver will leave right after my flight leaves...so...boo.
Leg 2: Toronto to Vancouver. The flight was ok. We arrived at around 10:30am Vancouver time (I must have screwed up the departure time in the previous paragraph...must have delayed a lot longer than I thought.). I sat in the middle seat in the middle section in the middle of the plane. To my right was a young guy who got his left eyebrow pierced, and was constantly listening to his giant Creative mp3 player and falling asleep. To my left was a Chinese guy probably in his 30s, and he was constantly reading stuff. I was just trying to sleep after getting only 1 hour of it in the morning. I think I might have succeeded in that for a short while, but really never anything significant.
Leg 3: Vancouver to C.K.S. International Airport. It was a 12pm flight, so I had around 1.5 hours. But at around boarding time, they announced that it had been delayed to 12:30, and eventually left at 1pm. So really, flight delays don't matter at all, since all flights are delayed. There was a switch in a boarding pass. I tried calling mom, but didn't get anything in 3 calls. Eventually when it was close to the actual boarding time, I called again, and finally she picked up the phone. It was 2am in Taiwan, and I miscalculated it...oops. Anyway, I tried doing the solitaire hangman while waiting and while on the plane. I got 8 out of 12 words, so apparently I "have a remarkable gift for words." But I just think I got lucky when I got words like necromancy and sacrosanct (which I still don't know what they mean), but I was really embarrassed when I didn't get the word logarithm. So...the flight. It was a terrible flight. There was turbulence happening almost all the time. I was sitting around a group of home-coming short-term students. They were loud. And the guys behind me were rocking my chair. I had a ton of trouble and frustration with sleeping. Again, I think I might have slept briefly a few times, but those were just horrible. The meals were nice, but that's about the only bright spot in this flight. The flight landed at around 3:30pm, so it's shorter than the listed time, which is a good thing. Customs were a breeze with only one person in front of me, with a brief panic as I was trying to find my boarding pass. Waiting for luggage was, as usual, pretty long and boring. But I did get my luggage, so that's fine. (By the way, the ramp that goes to the flight in Vancouver was probably the longest such ramp that I've ever walked on.)
Leg 2: Toronto to Vancouver. The flight was ok. We arrived at around 10:30am Vancouver time (I must have screwed up the departure time in the previous paragraph...must have delayed a lot longer than I thought.). I sat in the middle seat in the middle section in the middle of the plane. To my right was a young guy who got his left eyebrow pierced, and was constantly listening to his giant Creative mp3 player and falling asleep. To my left was a Chinese guy probably in his 30s, and he was constantly reading stuff. I was just trying to sleep after getting only 1 hour of it in the morning. I think I might have succeeded in that for a short while, but really never anything significant.
Leg 3: Vancouver to C.K.S. International Airport. It was a 12pm flight, so I had around 1.5 hours. But at around boarding time, they announced that it had been delayed to 12:30, and eventually left at 1pm. So really, flight delays don't matter at all, since all flights are delayed. There was a switch in a boarding pass. I tried calling mom, but didn't get anything in 3 calls. Eventually when it was close to the actual boarding time, I called again, and finally she picked up the phone. It was 2am in Taiwan, and I miscalculated it...oops. Anyway, I tried doing the solitaire hangman while waiting and while on the plane. I got 8 out of 12 words, so apparently I "have a remarkable gift for words." But I just think I got lucky when I got words like necromancy and sacrosanct (which I still don't know what they mean), but I was really embarrassed when I didn't get the word logarithm. So...the flight. It was a terrible flight. There was turbulence happening almost all the time. I was sitting around a group of home-coming short-term students. They were loud. And the guys behind me were rocking my chair. I had a ton of trouble and frustration with sleeping. Again, I think I might have slept briefly a few times, but those were just horrible. The meals were nice, but that's about the only bright spot in this flight. The flight landed at around 3:30pm, so it's shorter than the listed time, which is a good thing. Customs were a breeze with only one person in front of me, with a brief panic as I was trying to find my boarding pass. Waiting for luggage was, as usual, pretty long and boring. But I did get my luggage, so that's fine. (By the way, the ramp that goes to the flight in Vancouver was probably the longest such ramp that I've ever walked on.)
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