I started my journey at 4am at the Airport, my flight left at 6:30am. From there, I went to Sydney, then to Honolulu, then to Vancouver, and lastly on to Toronto. Things I learnt from my trip:
-Carrying a laptop is a pain in the arse. I was carrying my sister's for her to Vancouver, and it had to be unloaded and put in a seperate box at EVERY x-ray machine. Pain in the arse.
-Going to America is shite. Avoid it at all costs. First of all they make you take off your shoes. And they check your bag (which has already been x-rayed) by pulling everything out. And then, they make you go through customs in Honolulu (and check your carry on luggage AGAIN), which means taking fingerprints and a photo of you. This means standing in a line for an hour, going up and down escalators, and finally finding yourself back at the same gate getting on the same plane. I think it's all a big decoy so they have time to clean up the plane personally.
- On domestic flights across Canada they don't feed you. This is bad as (a) they don't tell you they don't feed you until you arrive on the plane, (b) the plane trip is 4.5 hours, which would be an international flight in some places, and (c) they even charge you if you want a blanket and pillow. ($2 but still)
-The view flying into Vancouver is pretty amazing, as is any random islands you fly over in the pacific. Way cool.
Um, apart from that, the flight was non-evenful. Cold while flying = bad.
Ok -Canada. Today I am staying at my friend's just outside of Toronto, Ontario. I have a few things to do: Social insurance number (SIN) to apply for, Bank account to open, phone to get, place to live needed, job etc. lol. Ok a lot. Today I have been grocery shopping and to the SIN number place. Once. However, the stupid people don't take passports as a form of ID, so I had to come back and find my citizenship certificate. The Canadian government is strange. They expect other countries to accept their passports as the ultimate id, but they don't accept it themselves. They don't even have pens in their offices for filling out forms. So now I have to wait an see if anyone is going out again today later (I don't have a car), to go BACK to the office and see if I can get a new SIN card. I actually have a number from last time I was here in 2000, I just don't know what it is. Ugh, bureaucracy pain.
So yeah, that`s my random thought spew for the day. Canada is cold and brown (given all the brick houses and trees that haven`t decided it`s spring yet), my trip was long, camp was cool and tiring, and I haven`t done anything yet.
Photo of the view from the house I am staying in:
It just makes me want to sing the Weeds song...
`Little boxes, little boxes...`
ok, I hope you are all well...