We'll start at the beginning, where all good stories usually start. Grey and I began our travels early in the morning. The first flight went very well
|His first air plane ride, ever!|
Our first layover revealed that bad weather would be delaying us and causing missed connections. So we got rerouted. There are pros and cons to this re-routing. Well, only one con that I can think of...it adds 2+ hours to our travel time, making our travel day more than 16 hours, and having us see 5 different airports.
The pros were decent - we got switched to Air Canada flights, and I love flying with them (as opposed to the original Continental/United ticket), because they have bigger, better planes, with TV in every seat. I got free meal service on the plane for all the inconvenience, and I got to layover and go through customs in MY airport...Toronto! So it felt a little like being home for a couple of hours.
|Eating lunch in Toronto. He was already over his day, and we still had 2 flights (incl the long one) to go!|
He slept for 30 mins on flight #2, and about 35 mins on flight #3. This is no where near enough sleep, by the way. It did however afford me the chance to check out the tv and movies being offered. I decided to get in touch with my youthful side, and watch the lighthearted Justin Beiber story, Never Say Never. Judge not. He really is a talented kid. And I just wanted to, so leave me alone. Singing "You Smile, I Smile" to myself for the next 12 hours just may have been the thing that got me through. Deadly Serious. I was unable to finish the last 30 mins of the movie until the return trip home.
Flight #4 was the kicker. The "delightful" child cried/screamed almost the entire duration of the flight. Yes, I was one of THOSE PEOPLE. Usually people tell me how cute my kids are, and how good they were (when traveling). Let me assure you, I got no such comments this time. Lots of glares and stares. People assume we arrived at the Calgary airport moments ago and my horrible child is a brat. Never mind that we have been awake (with almost no naps) since 6am (EST), and by the time we reached my parents house, it was 11pm (EST).
There was a rather brief moment of reprieve on flight #4, when he got ahold of an Air Canada coffee stir stick. He was poking it all over the place, and I realized it was really quite sharp on the end. He could seriously poke out his eye with that thing. Maybe I should take it away from him? He's not crying though. Who am I kidding, I likely would have let him play with a butcher knife if it kept him happy and quiet. Maybe not. Or maybe yes. I realize why none of the windows or doors can open on the plane. It's to keep passengers. Moms. From throwing people. Their children. Out of the plane. I wouldn't have. But I would have thought about it long and hard.
|A miserable child, on the way home to Daddy!|
|Janessa ordered tomato juice as her complimentary beverage. Just like a good Canadian girl should do.|
Grey is officially banned from traveling any distance longer than 1 hour, or over any time that would span a nap.