Bon Voyage
1:10 PM
It's been an up and down day*
You know those days where you find a dollar on the floor and then it's covered in something sticky? Or you buy your favorite meal and then drop it on the way to your table. Today is that kind of day. Interestingly enough, it always seems to happen at airports.
We're currently waiting for our flight to Milan, but it's been a full day already so let's get you caught up.
Down. Wakeup is 6:00 am.
Yes, there are people who have to wake up earlier than this to get to the airport. But there are also people who get to sleep in and don't have to take a red eye flight later that night. Neither Zach or I are morning people so we're counting this as starting off as a down. Winry's a morning person, but has literally no responsibilities so her opinion doesn't count.
Up. The C train works as it's intended.
This might not seem like an up, but anyone who has every rode the C train further into Brooklyn know that train is fickle. Not showing up for 30 minutes fickle. And when you're on a very strict schedule to get to the airport, the last thing you need is the C train deciding it doesn't want to show up. I'm counting it. That's an up.
Down. Winry freaks out, tries to escape on the plane.
Four days ago Winry turned two so by human standards, she's in her terrible twos. By dog standards, she's 14; a teenager. So really she had a lot of reasons to be a terror on the hour and a half flight. She looks happy in that picture, but she's actually panting from all the hard work she put into trying to rip apart her carrier. That's why I looked stressed.
Up. We have the sweetest flight attendants, Wade and Annette.
She proably didn't deserve it this time, but Winry was showered with love from our two wonderful flight attendants. They were both sweet and sympathetic to Winry having to be cooped up the whole flight, which was a welcome break from flights where we usually heard "Sir, she has to be completely in the carrier". We understand the airline rules, but they were both super kind while still doing their jobs. Bravo and thank you Wade and Annette!
Down. We suddenly have to go through customs, confusing us to no end.
Turns out, if you have six hour layover or more, you get sent through customs anyway. We just thought we were connecting and staying in the airport, so the hour after unboarding was a mad dash off filling out and presenting documents, going the wrong way (and being yelled at for it), and generally feeling like we had no idea what we're doing. Because we didn't. I'm not even entirely sure how we made it through that maze.
Up. Winry gets to use the facilities.
Almost all pet relief areas are located outside the airports, so clearing customs meant checking out Toronto's sweet digs. At least Winry liked Canada.
And now we're sitting in an ultra fancy airport suite drinking beers, so I suppose we're ending on two ups. That can't mean good things for the downs ahead...
Until the next update,
H W Z
* Also known as an Alanis Morisette Day but I wanted to save the 90's references for last.
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