I called up my credit card company and checked my insurance. So much love for my Avion card. Booking with that card meant that all of my travel is covered for delays. They offered me $250 a day while I was stranded so I decided to embrace the opportunity and book myself a hotel room at the schwanky Courtyard Marriott downtown.
Of course, there had to be a hitch. At least, an almost-hitch. They instructed everyone from a canceled flight to head down to baggage claims and wait. Down there I was told repeatedly that the bags would come but it could be a few hours. Great. Back upstairs I waited on hold with AC and ate some over-priced breakfast. Back downstairs to wait more and still nothing. Finally, I approached the baggage desk again asking for an ETA and was informed “oh, they aren’t sending the bags up anymore, they are going to just send them to destination”. Um….excuse me? You give me a 36 hour layover and then you HOLD MY BAG HOSTAGE?!? And if it weren’t for Ron at the baggage desk I would never fly AC again*. He took pity on me (perhaps smelled my breath and considered my need for a hair wash) and radioed the luggage room and worked his magic to get my solo blue roller bag sent up to me. HERO!
The day was then filled with a cappucino at JSLPA’s apartment (thanks drummerboy!), semi-hot-tubbing and krispy kreme eating with JSLPA, Hi-C and Jewlia, frisbee throwing followed by Ethiopian food with Hi-C, Barbie Doll drinks at Zelda’s joined by Hi-C, RoRoW, and P-Bag, and lastly (but not leastly) a sleepover with MMM aka Bethaf. On top of all of that I finally got in touch with Air Canada (after 1.25 hours on hold) to find out they could get me on the flight at noon the next day instead of midnight. Score!
Thank you, Air Canada, for the unexpected birthday gift of time with friends and a quick trip to my favourite city.
|Barbie Doll anyone? They come with swords of gummy bears. You can’t say no.|
|I ❤ Toronto (a view from the hotel)|
*AC, you’ll be getting an email from insisting you put him in charge of your company. Or consider a raise at least.
Of course this career triumph is bittersweet. I really like the team in Red Deer and I have made friends here (as I’ll discuss later, my housing situation is prime), I have even started committing myself to volunteering. It was definite inner turmoil choosing to leave a contract unfinished here and to tell my boss but, in the end, this is the best choice for me. I belong in the city while I’m still young and this job is a great career move – I’ll learn so much and, if it comes to it, would be a wonderful resume builder. Permanency was a major draw too. I’m an adult now so I have to start thinking pensions and *yawn* RRSPs.
As for moving, for the past 6 months I have been spoiled in the living situation department – decent rent gets me a house and one roommate, a hot tub, a parking space, TV, netflix, utilities, laundry, my very own bathroom…the list goes on. Moving to the “big” city means more money gets you less. My massive cheap side is at war with my crabby adult side that has grown accustomed to a certain quality of life. Gone are the days when I would tolerate sharing a kitchen with 4 others people or walking down the street for laundry.
Right now my goals are thus – and it really limits the ads to which I will reply:
1) to live close enough to walk to work (no more than 25-30 min)
2) a parking space (no street parking for this girl)
3) laundry (at least in the building, preferably in-suite)
4) my own bathroom (not a dealbreaker but I sure do like this…)
5) already furnished (with fairly nice furniture, a girl has to have standards)
6) a house hippo
The zoo has some wicked animals and a really cheeky elephant but the best part is easily the new penguin exhibit opened about a fortnight ago. You can get just a few feet from the penguins and watch them frolick in the water. A few attempted escape into the crowd and made it 3/4 of the way over the tank edge.