4pm Sunday, Amelia and I arrived at Toronto airport. Feeling strange, the airport is almost ... desert. Where have all the passengers? No holiday this year?
I had already printed my boarding pass, it remains only to check in bags. The queue is long about 15 people ahead of me, and that moving forward very slowly. Agents do not hurry too this is not the rush ... That's it's finally my turn!
On the way I had my big bag weighing 22.9kg, at home I need a little extra suitcase. The big and small 23.9kg 11.2kg not bad?
done here check in, baggage jettisoned, we have a little time before us.
We find Lori and Giuseppina at the airport that I hand out small gifts for their family in France and Italy, Dominic B. and his family. And yes I am always closer than they. And it's nice to make this service to those people who have hearts on their sleeves and were ready to greet me when I arrived.
I put them in my backpack, we exchanged a few words and hope to see you soon in France or Canada.
I had not thought about, and Amelia rightly reminds me that if I pass through customs with these packages they may ask me questions. I better have them in my suitcases. Too late ... If
customs ask me what's inside, I have no idea. "... Euhhhhh gifts?" Yes but what ... I do not know! It does not at all dealer I confess.
So I decided to open the packages, too bad for the wrapping paper. I memorize the objects and stores everything in my bag.
I still have time to do a quick shopping trip to the airport and eat a kind of sorbet ice (Frozen Yogurt) ... delicious made with real fruit, yummi!
Goodbyes are always difficult, so before the tears of sadness, tears of joy after the big giggle!
And now is the time 30 minutes to pass the customs control and reach my gate. My careful not to bring liquids to move quickly, lack of bowl, the girl in front of me rang the door detection ... and has monopolized for 5 minutes ... my bag and pass a customs panics. That's it I tell myself it's gifts, full metal lens that not more with cables in the backpack and external hard drive ... I glance through the door with no problem (2 times as it takes the hands out of pockets!) and then the customs officer asks me what I have in my bag. "No cash?-No. No scissors, sharp objects?-No." It inspects ...
Wonder stuff, I can see that there is something that bothers him but I do not know what. "No spray? Non-.-Sure?" Yes ... uh ... can be "
And yes I forgot to transfer my deodorant and my hairspray in my suitcase when I left Kingston. Shit. Very nice it saw that I had forgotten this, wonder if I put them in my bag, but this one is long gone! Too bad Ms. Bin be happy!
I hasten to pass through the long corridors to reach the door C33.
We arrive in London at about 5.30am.
Again through customs and then we remove shoes, belts out the PC .... they are super-short straddles the controls.
The time to buy headphones, because I have only one functioning terribly drunk and it's time to go to boarding for London-Paris ! Small aircraft flying time and especially super short!
On the way I had my big bag weighing 22.9kg, at home I need a little extra suitcase. The big and small 23.9kg 11.2kg not bad?
done here check in, baggage jettisoned, we have a little time before us.
We find Lori and Giuseppina at the airport that I hand out small gifts for their family in France and Italy, Dominic B. and his family. And yes I am always closer than they. And it's nice to make this service to those people who have hearts on their sleeves and were ready to greet me when I arrived.
I put them in my backpack, we exchanged a few words and hope to see you soon in France or Canada.
I had not thought about, and Amelia rightly reminds me that if I pass through customs with these packages they may ask me questions. I better have them in my suitcases. Too late ... If
customs ask me what's inside, I have no idea. "... Euhhhhh gifts?" Yes but what ... I do not know! It does not at all dealer I confess.
So I decided to open the packages, too bad for the wrapping paper. I memorize the objects and stores everything in my bag.
I still have time to do a quick shopping trip to the airport and eat a kind of sorbet ice (Frozen Yogurt) ... delicious made with real fruit, yummi!
And now is the time 30 minutes to pass the customs control and reach my gate. My careful not to bring liquids to move quickly, lack of bowl, the girl in front of me rang the door detection ... and has monopolized for 5 minutes ... my bag and pass a customs panics. That's it I tell myself it's gifts, full metal lens that not more with cables in the backpack and external hard drive ... I glance through the door with no problem (2 times as it takes the hands out of pockets!) and then the customs officer asks me what I have in my bag. "No cash?-No. No scissors, sharp objects?-No." It inspects ...
Wonder stuff, I can see that there is something that bothers him but I do not know what. "No spray? Non-.-Sure?" Yes ... uh ... can be "
And yes I forgot to transfer my deodorant and my hairspray in my suitcase when I left Kingston. Shit. Very nice it saw that I had forgotten this, wonder if I put them in my bag, but this one is long gone! Too bad Ms. Bin be happy!
I hasten to pass through the long corridors to reach the door C33.
And then I ask myself, wait ... I find in my backpack orange cut that Amelia's mother had given me before leaving. For the food I was surprised that they say nothing!
19h! A collision or rather boarding!
19h! A collision or rather boarding!
team plane is great, super helpful, smiling even after several hours, I see the fatigue on their faces. And yes hard drive to work at night. -52 ° C until viewing on the small tv! = 6000 and 11000 feet altitude.
We arrive in London at about 5.30am.
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