Good job we were drinking last night - beer - the cure to almost all ailments
The Spanish hostess at the all you can eat breakfast visibly snickered as we said we were in room 666
I guess that kind of irony is the same all over the world
For once my eyes were too big for my belly
Off then to the pod and despite leaving the hotel from the wrong door we eventually found it
Weeeeeeeee
We arrived at the airport at 8:30 only to find we couldn’t check our bags in until 10:10 boo
There goes my plan for a breakfast time beer - it doesn’t count as being an alcoholic if you’re in an airport - those are the rules
We finally made it through and made our way to what we know - Wetherspoons
A joyful hour or so was spent there - of course I used the app - and then we were off to the departure gate
The gate was so far away that we had to get a train to get there - despite it still coming under the umbrella of terminal 5
We sat as the great unwashed queued to get into a plane that wouldn’t let them in until they were called - mugs
Eventually we were on and had window and middle seats - not what I thought I’d paid for but heck - that’s for another time
We all had tv’s in the seats in front and if you could put up with the selfish bastards putting their head in your lap all was fine
It was like a Bournemouth away trip on the coach
We were then offered refreshments - the lady next to me went for apple juice - Joss and I went for wine - lovely
Then dinner was served and I went for the vegetarian pasta and Joss the Thai green curry
Again we were offered drinks and I asked if we were limited to 1
No she said
How happy was I
The food was ok and Jumanji, Kingsman and The Adjustment Bureau made the journey go quicker - or was that the wine?
We had to fill in immigration sheets and the lady next to me kept asking my advice despite me not having a clue
I guess we will both be exported then
Not before we have mini MAGNUMS THOUGH !!!
After we finally got our bags off the carousel we walked again for what seemed like miles to the taxi pick up point
We got the woman in charge to call the taxi through that we’d ordered and he soon turned up
English wasn’t his first, second or perhaps even his third language so my attempts to find out about a bit more about Toronto I gleaned it was hot, and that the traffic was bad
Well he was right - it was hot AND the traffic was bad
It took over an hour to get to the Chelsea Hotel and for once we’ve booked a hotel that looks ok
We “unpacked” at about 6:30 and as that was 11:30 at night at home, Joss was crashing hard so we just ate at the hotel
I went for a burger - it probably wouldn’t be too much food
Gulp
Yes I did eat most of it and help Joss with her pasta - don’t judge me!!
Back at the room and I’m hoping to stay awake as long as I can to acclimatise
I’m still feeling all righzzzzzzzzzz
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