So far my holidays have been pretty good. I was sick for the first half and I'm presently dizzy every day for some reason, but other than that, they've been good. I spent New Years in Toronto with my brother and his family and I had a great time. We shopped and hung out and basically did a lot of nothing but it was a perfect way to spend a holiday in my opinion. Mostly, it was just great to wake up to a house full of people instead of alone. See how I slipped that pity party in there? Sneaky.
I would have to say my favorite part of the whole trip was the flight home. I'm not sure why I continue to fly Air Canada. My negative experiences far outweigh my positives and I really do love West Jet(my title is sarcastic....get it?). I think I decided on Air Canada because they were the only airline with a direct flight to and from Toronto and the price was slightly cheaper. Regardless, I soon regretted my decision. This is my story:
I arrived at the airport at 6PM for my flight that departed at 8:25 PM. I was a bit early but it had snowed in Toronto and that apparently warranted a "temperature emergency" for the city so my brother thought it best to give us a lot of time to drive there. It was ok thought. I had a magazine AND a book so I was set.
I had no problems checking in and getting through security so I phoned my brother and let him know I was fine and phoned my parents in Regina and said I would see them soon. My parents were picking me up at 10:45 PM Regina time which was a bit late for them so I was grateful for their help.
I checked my boarding pass as I gathered my stuff from security and was surprised to find that the departure time was now 9:31 and the gate had changed. "Hm, that sucks", I thought. I phoned my parents with the update. I offered to take a cab home but my dad said it was fine. It was just a bit later. They had my house keys anyways.
I decided to go find my gate before I went to find a needed Starbucks just so I was prepared. I found it right away but Regina wasn't listed as the departure destination. Hm. I figured there must be an earlier departure, I was pretty early, but I went to check the departure TV's just in case the gate had changed again. The gate had changed again. Ok. I went to find my new gate, found it, checked the TV's, still the right gate. Great. Time for a coffee.
I lingered at Starbucks for a while but wanted to give myself time to be prepared for my 9:31 boarding time so I finally decided to go back. One last check at the TV's. Awesome. Not only had the gate changed again but the time had also changed. 10:25 PM. Crap. I sat down at the correct gate to call my parents and heard someone mention a gate change. You're kidding. No. Not kidding. I followed the crowd.
Now I'm hungry(I'm switching tenses here for the drama) and it's about 9:00 so I think I'll grab a quick bite before we leave. I sit down at a Sushi place, quickly eat some Sushi and arrive back at my gate. Except...wait for it....it's not my gate! MY gate is at the exact opposite end of the Terminal. I rush to the gate hoping that my undigested sushi doesn't decided to make an appearance. I arrive just in time! No wait, not just in time. One hour early! Why? Because my flight now doesn't leave until 11:00! But at 11:00 there is still no plane. Then there is a plane and we're told we're just waiting for the people to come off. Then the people come off. Then another plane arrives and more people come off. Then we're told we're waiting for a pilot. Then we're told they can't find a pilot. What? You can't find a pilot? Isn't it a given that a scheduled flight out of Toronto would have one? No? Ok then. So we wait.
We board the plane at 11:30 and we get a quick message from the pilot that our other pilots "were illegal", whatever that means. I think it means they "f'ed off". It also apparently means that we have to sit on the plane for an hour before we take off.
Finally, at 12:30 AM we leave. Only 4 hours late. My parents should be thrilled to see me at 3:30 AM. We are, however, offered a complimentary drink at 1:30 AM which I do not want because it's 1:30 AM for crying out loud. Oh, and we get free New Years chocolates! It was all worth it in the end.
Thankfully my parents were there to pick me up and they actually looked happy to see me which was amazing under the circumstances.
Happy New Year Air Canada! Thanks for the chocolates you bastards!