little bitty girl

I promised my parents that I would write about what I am seeing and doing on my vacation as I did, all those years ago (pre-blog but one of many reasons that I started LBG) when I was traveling in Australia and Asia.

So here goes.

Enroute...

Our plane ride that seemed chock full of "school trippers" was unexpectedly calm. You never know with the mini humans between the ages of 10 and 18. They always seem like gamboling, overexcited, overgrown puppies. I am allowed to say this because I was once one of them.

We experienced some minor turbulence while having our very "lovely" melted plastic plane dinner. I am convinced airplanes can do better with food. After all, I traveled on Singapore Airlines when I went out east and the food was quite good. I don't understand why Air Canada cannot do the same.

Back to the turbulence.

As I was bouncing and chewing my rather inedible meal, I could not help but think of Leith; my girlfriend who has probably only been on a plane twice in her life and how upset she would have been. She would have probably gouged little furrows into her seat mate's arm by now. I must figure out how to get her over her fear. I had my seatbelt unbuckled and then thought the better of it. Especially after my recent Lost watching. The people who were not wearing seat belts were tossed into the air and never seen in a scene again. I didn't really want to be one of those people.

Although, it got me thinking about my possible survival skills in the wild. (Do you see how my brain just flows weirdly like this, all the time?) And all I can say is that my chances of survival are more likely than Stefan's. He's too picky of an eater and I am not sure that he knows how to kill any animals in the wild.

Or camp. Or start a fire without matches. Or rough it out.

Frankly, he's screwed.

I showed him this last paragraph and he said "If I can survive band camp, I can survive anything." I don't even think he's ever been to band camp. He can be so odd.

Our online entertainment system barely worked the entire flight, so to compensate, we got: the little giveaway that they give all the executive class people, some coupons for air miles points and the best thing? A form that let us cut through the customs line. That was the best!!!

We arrived in London safe and sound but too bloody early, on little to no sleep. However, London was SUNNY when we arrived! Why do people say it's always dreary?