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My First Trip to Canada
Last week I had decided to set aside this week to talk about My First Trip to Canada. Plus my first trip ever requiring a “Passport.” I made my trip across the “pond” aka Lake Michigan, without much trouble. A few hiccups here and there, mainly involving my slow poke hubby and wearing the wrong shoes or should I say “new’ fashion boots. I will say, the Air Canada App was really easy to use and convenient too.
When my airplane arrived at the Toronto Airport, we exited the plane outside and down a ladder. Something I never have done before. It’s definitely nothing at all like you see in the movies, nothing glamorous about it. By this time my legs were wobbly, the ladder so narrow I was hoping I wasn’t going to fall and make an ass out of myself. The airport was under construction, so it was quite the hike from the plane to customs.
Crossing the Border
Everything else went without a hitch after that. Customs went well and people were friendly and helpful at the airport. I did get in one wrong line but soon figured that out. Some of the check in process is done at those self-serve kiosk. They do make going through actual customs much faster. (I think) At the kiosk you answer a few questions on the screen, put in your flight number and slide your passport in the appropriate slot.
You then take your little slip of paper and get in line. Bing, bang, boom and off you go. (Maybe the wrong choice of words) The same is true on your way back through customs. Everything is basically the same only on your way back through, the kiosk takes a lovely picture of you:) The lines seemed longer on my way home but that might have something to do with the fact that my flight didn’t leave until late afternoon.
Waiting for a Taxi
After customs, I followed the rest of the crowd and rode the elevator down to the main floor. There on the baggage carousal was my suitcase. I couldn’t believe how smoothly this was going! Let me point out here that when I left my suitcase made the cut. Meaning it was under the 50 lb limit, so it was $30.00 to check it. But on my way home from Canada, it cost $100.00 to check! I did some shopping in Canada, eh?
Before I knew it, I was standing outside in the cool fresh air, waiting for Cindy and Rob aka The Crabby Cabbie to pick me up. I texted Cindy when I was waiting outside to tell her what letter I was standing under. I was super excited, super nervous and I couldn’t believe I was actually here! Cindy wrote this fantastic post for her own blog Just North Of Wiarton and I wanted to share it with you, so read on for more about our adventure.
She Arrived On A Jet Plane by Cindy
Day 3 also was a bittersweet day as it had been Lynn’s last full day here “Just North of Wiarton & South of the Checkerboard” in Canada. I was very amused, to say the least, of Lynn trying to pack her “very large” suitcase. It certainly was a lot heavier leaving Canada then when it arrived.
The Last Day, Rob headed down the Hwy to deliver Lynn to the Airport to return home. I never included numbering the days picking Lynn up, or dropping her off. As they weren’t days spent taking in the “experience” of Bruce County Hospitality.
NOTE TO JIM (Lynn’s Hubby): You never had to worry about Lynn since Rob & I retired from being “Axe Murderers” as ……
…. so Jim it is quite safe for you to come visit next time (as long as you don’t think we might come out of retirement and find a few more hiding places?)
Lynn’s visit from her 5th arrival until the 10th departure was an amazing time. It was like we had been friends all of our lives. Lynn said, “everyone has a twin in this World, and we are so much alike we could be that”. True dat, Lynn !
That is all she wrote this day …… “Just North of Wiarton & South of the Checkerboard”.