the single life... again

Nearly two weeks ago, on a Monday, I brought Carrie to the airport for another trip to Geneva; this was to be another nine-day excursion for her. She got as far as Montreal that day, where windy weather kept her trans-Atlantic flight grounded. So she spent a full day hanging out in her hotel room mere kilometres from home. She eventually made it to Geneva, where I'm confident she wowed the crowds with elegant arguments way over my head.

I headed south that weekend (well, on Thursday) to hang out with family. It was likely my last chance to go there before spring so I stayed there for a few days. I sort of hoped I would be snowed in and prevented from returning home Monday, but all we got there was a ton of rain. Oh London, why must thou get all the good weather(3+ feet of snow)?!! Anyway, the family enjoyed the dog's (and presumably my) visit, and I got back home Monday afternoon.

Carrie was expected to fly back home Wednesday, but she made it only to Zurich (which is technically the wrong way -- northeast). There, a couple inches of snow delayed some flights, causing her to miss her connecting flight to Montreal. Several hours of standing-in-line-looking-for-alternatives later, she was told she'd be flying out the next day via Frankfurt. So, another unexpected hotel stay. (For what it's worth, when you fly business class, they at least treat you to decent hotels and food when you do have delays like this.)

So Carrie got home a day late on Thursday, having to adjust to a 6-hour time change, only to prepare for our BC vacation two days later, which added 3 more hours of time change.

Anywho... we're in Langley now, with all our luggage, and thankful for an uneventful flight west.

Merry Christmas everyone!