A Whale’s Vagina.
I made it. Well, we made it. The flights were event-less. It was my first experience with the new Air Canada individual en Route entertainment so I enjoyed a couple movies, Jumpers and Bucket List, both at my own pace, along with a lot of Just for Laughs TV shows. Departing Halifax at 6am AST, and with a 2 hour stop over in Montreal to clear customs, I arrived at the LAX airport at 11:30am local time and was greeted by 34+ degree, sunny weather.
Equipped with a phone number and a name - that was suppose to get me a ride to San Diego - I took on the airport with a smile. Smiling is something that comes naturally to me, but after a short while and a few calls it quickly faded. What did I learn? an 8 hour wait in the Airport before the shuttle was to take us to San Diego. It seemed I arrived at the worst time. Just too late to catch the other couple guys heading to the beach for the day, and very much too early for this wait to be something I could consider acceptable.
Needless to say I quickly escaped from the sweat shop that was my jeans and sweater and changed into a more manageable attire. The next 8 hours, that actually turned into 10 hours, were a little bit of a blur, but they included running the battery in my laptop completely dry, 2 or 3 hot chocolates from Starbucks, a Subway sub - which was extremely cheap in comparison to home - and lots of trips to the bathroom, which with two big suitcases is not an easy task I might add.
The heavily Spanish-accented notice that came across the intercom about once every 5 minutes reminded me time and time again that I was in fact a prisoner to these two suitcases, unable to leave them outside of my vision or “proper authorities” may confiscate them. So wherever I went, for 10 hours, followed two awkwardly-carried suitcases and a backpack.
Finally things fell together and the 8 of us who were suppose to meet up did so, and took off for San Diego. It’s impressive how upbeat a group of 8 sales-people are, especially considering how tired we were. And so here I am, after the sleepless Saturday night getting pulled together, 8 hours in the air, 10 hours roaming around LAX airport, and the 2 hour shuttle ride, I sit half asleep at our temporary stay at the Lafayette Hotel and Suites.
Tomorrow? Training. Essentials Shopping. And moving into our not-yet-furnished apartments. Go air mattresses!
But I have arrived, safe and sound in San Diego. Tired, but excited. More will follow.