Well, here I am in the priority pass lounge (think it's called The Chinook) at the Calgary airport, awaiting a flight to Houston to visit step-daughter's family for grandson Jack's fourth birthday. As I have blogged before, were it not for these lounges, I would never, ever, ever fly. But here I can blog, while enjoying a lovely glass of wine and a turkey club. For the record, I am studiously avoiding the racks of those addictive "Miss Vickie's", good for me!
Thanks to the fact that we had.....wait for it.....a big snow storm(!!) last night, all the flights are delayed. But you still have to get here at the same time, "in the event we will be able to depart sooner," says the recording on the phone. But never mind, when you finally get through customs and security, if you buy a priority pass every year you can stand it in perfect comfort. (It's not really that expensive, look into it.) Everything in these places is covered, so you don't have to get out your wallet to eat and drink.
Back to getting a boarding pass. What's up with those friggin' "self check-in" kiosks??!! Who the hell can ever figure them out. After following all the prompts and touching this screen and that and giving more information than you would need for security clearance at the PCO, it tells me I have to "see an agent for transaction completion". Apparently the hyphenated last name is the problem. G-d!
Isn't getting out of town a painful chore? What with dealing with garbage, food that might spoil, cancelling the paper, changing the message on the phone, making sure the alarm is functioning, asking the neighbours to keep an eye on the place, putting the wooden poles into the door and window tracks so they can't be opened...you name it, has to be dealt with. But I am looking forward to the hot weather in Houston and seeing my grandchildren.
With no swimming for a week, will probably gain a 100 pounds at a bare minimum. Yuck to that. Speaking of grandchildren, spent yesterday afternoon with nine-month-old Reed. We went swimming and exploring. What a gift it is to be around this little person, the only reason I am living in Calgary.
Well, won't be blogging for a week. Oh, by the way, wanted to comment on Justin Trudeau's entry into the race. I have known Justin from afar since he was a kid at the same school ours went to. Unfortunately, he has more of Margaret than Pierre in his genes. But he will definitely win and he will definitely beat Harper.....goes without saying Mulcair is toast. I only hope Harper accelerates his agenda in the interim. Justin will take us back to the bad, old Liberal days of deficit spending and free-wheeling immigration policy.
Oh, dear, oh dear.
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Have a great trip. We just got back from Vegas and I am convinced that if you fly out of the country there is no way those self-checkouts are going to work. No sense getting into the nightmare at the airport in Las Vegas trying to fly back to Ottawa (26 hours...don't want to talk about it!!)
ReplyDeleteJustin will be leader of the Liberals, but he won't beat Harper; there are enough people with a clue about economics to prevent that from happening....I hope.
I hope he won't beat Harper, but I have a feeling he will.
ReplyDeleteSpeaking of flying, grabbed a copy of "Sky Mall". Man, what blogging that will result in!