Are we there yet?

Can’t believe I would ever be writing this post where I am right now. On a 16 hour flight (kay well maybe it’s not actually 16 hours but it feels like I’ve been on this plane my whole life!) from Montreal to Brussels.  This is the story of how I packed my room, and flew away…

Packing! :)
                You never realize how much ‘stuff’ you own until you actually have to do something with it. I started packing last Saturday, a whole week before I left. I figured I would only bring one suitcase of clothes and gifts, that way I would be able to buy a lot of new clothes when I arrived, and I thought to myself “I don’t use any of my ‘stuff’ at home, so why would I want hull it across the world with me?” So I started packing and finally by Tuesday, a whole 4 days after I started packing I decided that I was finished….

Well then I move my suitcase off my bed, so that I could actually sleep in my bed, and that’s when it happened…

I lifted it and almost killed my back! My suitcase felt like it weighed a TON! So after all my hard work and determination of only packing one suitcase, it felt like I had just wasted the past 4 days, I had to find another suitcase, and repack everything.  And for some ‘odd’ reason when I checked in this morning one of my bags was overweight and the other was close to being so too… and the worst part is I don’t even remember what I packed, guess I’ll have a few surprises when I go to get dresses tomorrow J

Flights! 

So my family kinda has a flying curse that was put on us, every time we fly anywhere at least 1 of our planes is either delayed, cancelled, or we miss it. We’ll this trip had no exceptions.  For my flight from Prince Rupert to Vancouver, I had to be at the airport bus at 5:45pm to check it. Well I could make this sound better on my part by lying and saying that I missed the bus because I was driving to the bus, but no that’s not what happened. What really happened was, we arrived at the bus stop at 5:25pm, but and when we arrived like no surprise it was raining, so we sat in our car waiting for the bus to arrive. When it came we went and put my luggage on the truck, then went back to the car to goodbye. Well I guess we took a little too long, because all of the sudden we were watching the bus pull away without us on it.

I don’t think I’ve ever seen my family do something so quickly! We all jumped in the car and chased the bus to the ferry dock, and got there just in time, thank fully.  When we got to the airport, I ran into Mr.Killbery a Rotarian from my club who is in charge of RYE, he was there picking up Prince Rupert’s inbound student Mariah. She and I have been talking on Facebook, so luckily for us we got to meet right before I left J

I woke up this morning at the Fairmont hotel in Vancouver airport. “WOW, that was only this morning, it feels like forever ago”. Anyways, only good to report there I think, except that today and last night was one of the hardest days ever! Saying good bye to my family was the saddest thing I have ever had to do! I hated it, but I know it’s so worth it, and I’m going to appreciate them so much more when I come home. Flew from Vancouver to Montreal, and during that flight I came to the realization that Canada is only lakes, and farm land… after the first 10 pictures I took, I realized they all looked the same and decided to stop, until I found something interesting… haven’t taken a picture since 12:30 this afternoon hah :)

We landed in Montreal and only had about 15 minutes before we had to board our next plane, just long enough to grab something to eat, and come to another realization, that I don’t know how I am going to survive in a country that pretty much only speaks French, if I barely made it in Montreal for 15 minutes. Uhh-oh :()

                So now I am on the plane to Brussels. I’m sitting in row 23, Jasmyn and Vivian are sitting together in row 40, and Sylvie is a couple rows behind me. The plane I’m the seats go, 2 seats, 4 seats, 2 seats, so I don’t have a wall to lay against, but I am on the aisle, which allows for easy access to the washroom :)! When I got on the plane I took a sleeping pill, because I am so tired and decided it would be best to sleep as much as possible on the plane, well the sleeping pill didn’t work, and the whole time change thing is messing me up, it’s only  8:55pm back home in Rupert, but it’s 6 am in Belgium, so I don’t know what time it is right now, because I have no idea where we are right now, all I know is that it’s dark out the windows and I’m tired but can’t fall asleep and I’m pretty sure I’m the only person awake on the plane.

I am uploading a couple of blogs right now because I haven't had time to post them,but I had time to write them, more to come!