Well we are off to Boston. Huh. Bawstin…

So far the day has been meh. A 5:30 start, I missed the offramp onto Calgary Trail, then we were offered separate seats so we tried to change them. That resulted is a pseudo-standby status until we hit the gate.

Passing through security we spotted Justin Trudeau going through the Nexus line. Didn’t see him in the lineups for our Ottawa leg though. Tall.

We got seats (we were worried for a minute) but they are separate. Our pilot keeps forgetting we are going to Ottawa as opposed to Montreal. Maybe we are just not destined to go to Boston. At least I’ll get to watch Guardians of the Galaxy. ???? Anyway… A huge puff of oily smoke just came out of the port engine as we were backing. This keeps getting better and better

Well. Not dead, maimed or other.

A 2 hour layover in Ottawa.
An hour and fifteen crammed in a Dash 8 against an ice cold bulkhead (still separate seats).
A 25 minute wait for a taxi.

This day was out to get me.

That’s why at about 12:30 the two young (twenties) girls in the next room came home and started laughing, inviting ‘Steve’ from down the hall, having speaker phone conversations and ordering takeout.

At 1:30 I went down and got a new room.