Had no idea what the day was like outside- all we knew was that we had stuff to do. @Mindy was at work - but lucky for us it was an "early dismissal day" and we could spend the afternoon with her. @ Ian was in the zone woth his work and was grinding away as he does every day.
We had some mundane tasks to complete. @Mac had to PACK! And once that was achieved it was the nail biting time to conduct the luggage weigh in. We were a little bit over and a little but under and decided to just let it ride until we got to the airport.
A date with the laundry to get the linen through so the workers didn't have to worry about it and then a but of a farewell Cook-up up to keep the real locals in some of their favourites.
The time just disappeared and really only had about an hour of last minute cuddle time before we had to load up and head to #The Village to meet the bus. There was a little bit of confusion as I jumped on the bus as the first on board to secure our prime viewing seats for the ride to #Vancouver. Poor @Mindy thought I was abandoning #Team Whistler without a backward glance, let alone a final cuddle. We both had to find a way to stop the waterworks and the bus driver finally called it 'time to go" and we had to board for real. Only 220 days till we are back.
Settled in for the three hour downhill run to the airport and after Creekside and Squamish stops to pick up passengers, we eventually hit peak hour traffic on the #Lions Gate Bridge and edged our way through the city before reaching the airport right on 6.30 pm.
We had received a message on the way to the airport that our flight was delayed by 30 minutes which meant we had a five and half hour wait before take-off.
Slipped through checkin and security. Bags had been packed with a perfect distribution of weight - coming in at 23.3 kgs and 23.7 kgs. And although my knee didn't set of the alarms at the security check my bra did! Very funny actually when the pat down and residue guy requested "Show me your waist." I physically laughed out loud. Finding my waist required a major search party. I was wearing undies, long johns, trousers, thermal skivvy, jumper and jacket. And because I am now an expert at warding off the winter cold all my layers were "interleaved." None of this simple tucking in stuff for me. I layer ny top and botons inside each other. There's no "waist" access without peeling back all the bits. And that assumes there is a "waist" there. Anyway,. after lifting my jacket and pulling up my jumper he could see the "challenge" and changed his mind with a "That'll do." Wanded my hands and my jumper instead.
Filled it our time with an extended lunch (Aussie time), connected to the airport wifi and worked our way through a coffee.
#Air Canada were extremely well organised in terms of boarding with designated zones for lining up and plenty of staff to usher you through and we effortlessly found ourselves comfortably seated in the last row. We chose this little two some spot - complete with some extra storage room. The seats had a slightly limited range of recline but certainly enough and we are right next to the galley and the toilets. Early indications were that we had a great spot in this seat configuration. In the early part of the journey, a poor mum with a very unsettled baby was the only negative. Surely he can't cry for 15 hours all the way to #Brisbane. Guess that little blast of noise is the reason we have noise cancelling headsets.
@Mac had settled into the latest #Indiana Jones movie and I slept - well for the first 8 hours anyway. Mind you, it was a bit of a rough ride. Not sure if it were because because of our position right at the back of the plane, but we certainly got thrown around. Our flight path indicated that we had to make a crazy little kinky detour on our ride to try and dodge some weather. That was not an isolated case actually, the seat belt signs kept coming on accompanied by warnings of turbulence.
ETA was for 8 am tomorrow, Friday and our biggest worries were securing a paper so @Mac could get to work and picking a venue for lunch. And the messages from #Whislter indicated thw real locals were restoring some order to their apartment and that our little cookup prior to leaving was a hit. Smiling, thinking of them - wondering if @MindyMoo is doing her special "Hairy Coo" dance as she sings her way down the stairwell and wondering if @Ian is getting the special sound effects that the "Hairy Coos" elicit. Missing them already. 😢 xoxox
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