Funny Money
Heh, I’d forgotten how small and thin Canadian money is. Just back from the bank to get some cash for my 3 hour stopover in Toronto. I fly out on Thursday, but don’t get paid till Friday. So I’ll be smashed broke till I can get a net connection.
‘Zoiks!’ as Scooby Doo would say.
Still have to pack though. On Saturday I pulled everything out of my wardrobe and then due to a number of things (Farewells, too many visitors, escaping dogs, missing phones, etc) I didn’t get back to sorting out my gear. Come 11 o’clock that night and I realised I wasn’t going to be able to get into bed. A good shove sorted that out of course, but now my clothes are heaped on the floor.
Tickets and passport are all in order.
Oh for GOD’s sake. Just checked out the movie listing for the flight and I’m going to be treated to King Kong (haven’t seen it), Rumour Has it (Jennifer Aniston’s nose) and Sleepless in Seattle. What happened to seeing all the cool NEW movies on flights eh? At least they don’t mention ‘Keeping up Appearances’ or ‘Are you being Served’ for the filler shows. Hmmm… my ticket out says I’m in premium class, so maybe I’ll have personal telly options. Best to bring a book just in case though, I can’t sleep on planes.
It’s always ‘Everybody Loves Raymond’. Well I don’t fucking love him.
Comment by Donal — June 27, 2006 @ 10:34 am
oh man…I second that…it always is Everybody Loves fucking Raymond…King Kong is supposed to be pretty cool though so you might not need your book for those 2.5 hours…
As for packing - my golden rule is once you’ve packed go back and take half of it out…
Comment by christine — June 27, 2006 @ 2:11 pm
Indeed. More room for chocolate eh?
Comment by elimare — June 27, 2006 @ 3:30 pm
which is always a good good thing…
Comment by christine — June 27, 2006 @ 11:11 pm
Just be thankful it’s not the old days when the stewardesses (you could call them that back then) would have to unfurl the screen at the front of the plane and then one would man the projector while the other played the piano.
Of course that was an improvement on the days when the most junior stewardess would perch on a stool at the front of the plane and read selected excerpts from the Reader’s Digest.
Comment by Daragh — June 28, 2006 @ 1:39 pm
How old ARE you?
Comment by elimare — June 28, 2006 @ 3:45 pm