AND YOUR OWN BED, after what seemed like 50 hours of airports, airplanes and waiting
The plane landed at Vancouver airport, late, a bit after eleven. By the time I got my bag, retrieved my car and got to the US border it was 11;45, only to find a huge back up at the single open gate.
45 minutes later I was answering the obligatory questions and free to continue. This bed felt mighty good, and it is great to be home. Five hours of sleep sure helped.
45 minutes later I was answering the obligatory questions and free to continue. This bed felt mighty good, and it is great to be home. Five hours of sleep sure helped.
By strange coincidence my granddaughter Annie was traveling and was in London, She came out to Gatwick on the Gatwick Express which comes directly to the terminal where my hotel was. We enjoyed a catch-up, travel stories and a beer.
Yesterday's breakfast in an airport restaurant. The English never miss an opportunity to include tomatoes for breakfast.
Onto the plane at noon, forever to Toronto, a 4 1/2 hour wait and then onto Vancouver.
whew, it is great to be home.!
Now it is back to the workshop and the writing desk.
whew, it is great to be home.!
Now it is back to the workshop and the writing desk.
