Fri. June 5, 2015:
Toronto flying to Ft. Lauderdale
We got the airport with barely any time to spare. We were lucky that Air Canada was not fully enforcing their new baggage restrictions. There were supposed to be employees posted somewhere between check-in and security actually measuring the size of carry-on luggage to ensure it met the restrictions. Even without that, and breezing through security and customs, we still barely had any time. After a quick pit stop at Tim Hortons (how could we possibly deny Marianne and Ela a box of timbits?!) we had to rush to our gate, which happened to be at the other end of the terminal. We got there with about 10 minutes to spare before boarding was to begin. After 15 minutes had passed I began to wonder- what was going on? I checked the board and it said our flight was on time, and there were no announcements explaining, nothing written on the Pearson website. There were other delayed flights in the airport, but no news about ours. Finally after about 20 minutes they announced that our flight had been delayed due to the lightning preventing the ground crew from getting our plane ready.
We had enough time to start an episode of Wayward Pines. I had bought a coconut creme donut at Timmies to eat on the plane, I had to, it was National Donut Day, plus I’d be hungry later. That donut did not make it, no sooner had we heard about the delay and started watching TV, I was halfway through it. As we watched they announced that the crew had to “groom the plane,” I immediately pictured the nose of the plane with a giant fancy head of hair, and the crew in cherry pickers having to comb the mane.
On the plane they had a few episodes of The Jinx, however they did not have episode one. Instead I watched Gone Girl which lasted almost the entire flight. After that I tried watching a knock-off of the Angry Beavers about woodchucks but it was difficult to watch, so I resorted to staring out the window.
Once we landed we had no idea if they had been waiting for us for a long time, we had been delayed almost an hour. We wanted to wear our chicken hats to surprise them, but wanted to minimize the amount of time spent wearing them out of context (i.e.: not as a group of silly ladies). They had looked it up online and knew we were delayed, and the airport had wifi so it was easy to coordinate. We wound up standing outside by the taxi stands in our chicken hats as they drove up. After we were done screaming and hugging we piled into the car. It used to be much easier to cram four people in the backseat when we were children. Now not so much.
It felt so good to be back in Florida, starting our adventure off with our official dinner: super-duper spaghetti. Marianne and Ela had never tried Nanaimo bars and wanted us to bring some, as it is the Canadian dessert. Somehow the Nanaimo bars had survived the flight without melting into a giant mess. Dessert was as Canadian as it gets: Nanaimo bars and timbits and Smarties. A tonne of sugar is just what we needed before bed. Between the sugar and the catching up and the “OMG I can’t believe we are here! We are all together again!” it was a long while before we all fell asleep. Just like old times.