One thing about being in America is that the Department of Homeland Security actually does have the color coded alerts. While wandering through the airport I was informed that we are at an orange level. Whatever that means.
The airport in Orlando has free Wi-Fi. I could have posted blog entries, but I want to go through them and see if I can improve the links. That would require more browsing than I am willing to give in an airport.
So far the flights haven’t been too bad. I slept a bit on the Orlando-Dallas leg. I grabbed some alcohol from the duty-free in Dallas. It is outside of my specialty alcohol on vacation program, but it is cheaper and I need to start stocking a liquor cabinet with more than just rum.
They may have had free Wi-Fi in Dallas, but I didn’t have enough time to check.

The souvenirs didn’t go that well at Epcot. It is apparently not a character park, so there was no villain towel and no chest o’ dice. I did get the goofy (not Goofy) hat though. So I do have one thing to remember Orlando with.
The first thing to do in Epcot is to get a FastPass for “Soarin'” so that we can come back later and not have to wait in line. For our first time we couldn’t show up for an hour and a half. This was the most popular ride at the park, so it is the one you want to skip the line for. The second time we used a FastPass for it, the normal wait time was 90 minutes, and the FastPass was for four hours.
The first ride we actually rode, was the Mission: SPACE. This was my favorite attraction. You pretend to be taking a spaceship to Mars. To simulate the acceleration forces, you’re in a centrifuge. That was an interesting experience. We did this ride twice, but the first time it was dizzying.
The next ride was the Test Track. This was disappointing. It had all the hallmarks of a roller coaster, except none of the fun. Sit in a car and do a few tests on it; Braking, anit-lock braking, heat, cold, acid. Then they put you on the speed course, which just goes around in a long circle. Nice to do once, but no need to repeat.
We checked out The Seas with Nemo & Friends which was a bit of a dud. But, it led to the aquarium which was a lot more interesting. We saw Manatees! And I can totally believe that they are related to elephants. In another part a manta ray came right up against the glass and you could see its mouth. It looked like it was smiling.
By now Soarin’ was available. It was a basically an IMAX film with the viewers suspended in chairs that gently moved around. In theory you were hang-gliding over California. It was nice, but I think the only reason we did it twice was that it was popular. I liked “Mission: SPACE” better.
We next did Living with the Land which was basically a boat trip about the environment. The highlight was going through a greenhouse with a lot of plants that have been created. I saw a tomato tree!
After that we went through the eleven country exhibits. I’m glad we did Canada first because it was exhausting going through all of them. And Canada had a good video with Martin Short telling how great the country is.
We ate lunch in Morocco, and rode the Maelstrom in Norway. Those were the things we actually seemed to stop for. That and a Japanese presentation of candy art. She was good, working in the medium of gooey candy, and I liked her creation of a swan with open feathered wings, but she was impossible to understand.
The Norwegian girls were cute.
After the countries we repeated a few rides. We were about to leave when I saw an exhibit by my company. I felt I have to look into that, but it wasn’t a very good advertisement. The graphics weren’t that good and the controls were not responsive. Mind you, there were places for twenty people, but I would think they would be able to build a mainframe to handle all that.

I have actually spent very little money at the theme parks. Except for a lunch at Disney-MGM, there has been no money spent. I purchased the actual tickets to enter the parks in Canada, because my firm could give me a discount. Here, nothing.
But I should buy some souvenirs. My parents and sister have gone out to go shopping while I’ve been invading Disney with my brother-in-law. I have seen things that I would like. I can probably still get some at the Epcot center tomorrow.
The one thing I really wanted was a tacky Mickey Mouse hat: The beanie with two ears sticking out the sides. But when I tried on the adult size, it was too small for my misshapen head. An Indiana Jones hat that might have been nice was also too small. I don’t think any hats in the one-size-fits-all/-none category here will fit me. Besides, I am not a hat person. The only time I wear a hat is when I am trying to look goofy. But I have seen a hat here, that might stretch, that would fit that look. And no, it is not associated with the Disney character of the same name.
I like villains. They are the coolest people in movies. They are the ones who go out and do things, instead of sitting around moping about unrequited loves. I briefly saw a cool towel that showed all the Disney villains together. Presumably talking about forming a baseball team or something. However, I haven’t seen it at other places. Including at the “Villains in Vogue” store???
A stuffed Stitch did look cute and adorable, but I can’t support too many stuffed critters at my place. I am going to hold steady at a single Gund polar bear.
One things I am probably going to get is a small Pirates of the Caribbean chest. You buy the chest, then fill it with assorted loot of your choice. As long as the lid closes, they don’t care how much is in there. And they have very nice wooden dice. Perfect squares could easily pack the thing mathematically complete. I calculate I could get 72 dice out of the process. At a cost of $0.22 per die. And you know how much gamers like dice…
But let’s face it. I don’t really need more stuff. And I should save my money.
Then again, a vacation is a poor investment strategy.

Today was theme park free. Instead we went to the beach. This was going to be my chance to get some sun. In the theme parks you spend a lot of time in the shade, in lines or in rides. I want my friends to believe I went to Florida, and for that to happen I need a tan.
It was an hour and a half to drive to the beach. In the distance was Cape Canaveral, complete with a space shuttle waiting to be launched. It was far away so it wasn’t that clear to see. But there was definite nose cone and tail-fin. And the garage was huge. We didn’t test it, but security was probably pretty tight. NASA would look really bad if they became the victim of grand theft rocket. Actually, the security seemed to be provided by large ants that were not at all afraid to bite people who wander around in sandals.
The beach was great! The waves were very active and I spent a lot of time playing around in them.
I did start my own sand project on the beach after awhile. It started out as a channel, to see if it would drain water from high waves coming in. It soon became a channel to see if the water could go farther inland. The deeper it was, the further the waves came. Until it was deep enough that it was below the water table and filling naturally. Then it just started becoming a big hole. I tried to go as deep as possible, but that just caused the sides to start collapsing. Sand is a poor construction material. I kept at depth though, putting excess sand around as walls to prevent waves from entering anymore, and it kept getting bigger and bigger.
But as happens to all sand sculptures, (or sand vacuums) they will not survive the tide. Or family wanting to leave. And so we have gone and the hole will probably disappear, if it hasn’t already.

I shaved my beard off today. I have been growing one for the past three weeks to test out facial hair. That and to see if old friends that I hadn’t seen in a long time would still recognize me with that and the lack of glasses.
Anyway, during breakfast with the family I excused myself to go to the bathroom, shaved it off, and came back and entered the conversation. It then took them about ten minutes to notice it was gone. My mother just suddenly burst out saying “Your beard’s gone!” The others then clued in.
They claim that it is how they were used to seeing me, so it didn’t look strange.

The entire family went to the Disney-MGM studios theme park. It was less crowded than the last park; I guess Tuesdays are quieter. I think I liked this park better than The Magic Kingdom, there was more interesting non-Disney rides.
Having your parents at a theme park can really change the nature of things. Well, you shouldn’t just run and around and do whatever you want. And they are your parents, you don’t want to diminish yourself in their eyes. They’ll probably tell me that that is impossible, but I find that hard to believe.
I would have really liked to have had my picture taken with Kim Possible, because she was really hot. But with your mother and father watching, it becomes somewhat awkward. Especially when they are tired and want to go home. I was bossy all day (one might say “showing leadership”) so I felt I shouldn’t do that anymore. And since then I’ve done nothing but regret it. Which is silly because I have lots of pictures of me with pretty girls.
The first place we went to was the Indiana Jones Epic Stunt Spectacular. I didn’t really get to see too much of the start because I was able to successfully volunteer to be an extra. Which consisted of me being in a bathrobe pretending to be an Arab shopped in Cairo. Yes, I was closer to the action but you also have to pay attention to the director and follow his instructions. Or risk getting stabbed/blown up.
When they asked where I was from, a third of the audience cheered at Edmonton. A lot of Canadians here apparently.
Next was The Twilight Zone Tower of Terror. It has a bit of a movie to justify why you are plummeting up and down the shaft. I didn’t really follow the reasoning, but it was a fun ride. The second time we went, some time later, we were able to convince my sister to go along as well; She had had some beer to give herself courage. She was still shaking when she got off.
Lunch was somewhat disturbed by a squirrel that begged for food. An animal begging wasn’t disturbing. It was a disturbing looking squirrel. It had only had soft food its entire life so its teeth had gotten too long. It couldn’t close its mouth and was probably in pain. A creepy thing you don’t want to have in your field of vision while eating.
Star Tours was next, the Star Wars ride. Sit in a box that shifts around to make you feel like you are dodging around a large space battle. Something to do once, but not a lot of reason to repeat. My biggest problem was that it seemed that they hadn’t paid attention to the Star Wars movies. We were in a battle against the Death Star around the forest moon of Endor. We saw the completed Death Star blown up by an X-wing putting two torpedos down an exhaust shaft. That’s just wrong.
The Rock ‘n’ Roller Coaster Starring Aerosmith was a fantastic ride. It was indoors so, like Space Mountain, you couldn’t always know where you were going. Plus you got to go upside down. The scariest part was the 0-60 in two seconds at the start. After that, it was just fun.
Don’t go to Journey Into Narnia: Creating the Lion, The Witch and The Wardrobe. It is basically a trailer for the movie and a bit of an ad for Prince Caspian. You do get to stand in a very air conditioned fake winter forest while watching, so if it is hot outside…
The Great Movie Ride was just watching robot actors re-enact scenes from movies. I enjoyed watching it, but I highly recommend you sit in the front of the car system.
Muppet*Vision 3-D was great! The Muppets still have it. I just wish they hadn’t added in the stupid computer generated character. He was annoying and didn’t add anything to the process, except to be more 3-D and in your face.
The Disney-MGM Studios Backlot Tour needed volunteers again. Woot! This involved a recreation of a WWII battle. They did warn us we would get wet, and they delivered. 800 – 1000 gallons of water were slammed into my engine room. They also typecast us very well. I was the mechanic, my sister was the captain, and my father was the comic relief. The video they made of our acting wasn’t that great to see, but I get to say I did it. Unfortunately it is impossible to get copies of the movie. I didn’t even get to see it, and only watched the next group’s.
We skipped out of the rest of the tour, and pretty much headed home, passing Kim Possible on the way.

Today I went to the happiest place on Earth with my new brother-in-law. Many rides were ridden. And I have come to realize three things.
First, this place has a serious fetish with princesses. They litter the place. Little girls everywhere are dressed up like their favorite princess. And if that is Jasmine, it looks really creepy. A friend told me to kiss a princess, so I did spend time waiting in line to meet the aforementioned Princess Jasmine. It was clear she totally wanted me, but she gave off some weak line that she was married, and the husband (who looks gay) was standing right there. I did get a picture though.
Second, Florida wishes it has snow. They have a Christmas store which shows various characters in snow. For the holidays they have covered Cinderella’s palace with those annoying fake icicle lights. They do pull it off and make it look nice though.
Third, this place is for children. I should understand that better. They do make a few concession to adults, but a lot of the rides were more visual than anything else; Ride the cart through and watch robots do their thing. Cute, but boring after awhile. I need more thrills. And thrills are not to be had when the safety of small children is incredibly important.
When we first arrived we didn’t have a plan. We went to the Pirates of the Caribbean ride first because it was one we both recognized. It was a little disappointing because it was a signature ride that had become legendary. This was a mostly visual piece. There were a lot of the characters from the movie forced in too. I remember hearing that in the past, the pirates were chasing women around the town. That scene had been deemed offensive and so it was removed. I think they have replaced it with scenes of women chasing the pirates off with brooms. Not nearly as satisfying.
We next tried going on Thunder Mountain. We waited in line for twenty minutes before the ride broke and they ushered everyone else out. At least we weren’t one of the poor people stuck in a coaster mid-hill.
So we went to Splash Mountain. This was also a visual ride. We watched robots act like characters from the never-to-be-seen-again movie Song of the South. But the highlight was of course the five story drop into a pool. That was cool! And I liked how they make it look worse than it is by having jets of water shoot high out when you splash down. They are conveniently timed to have the jets spray water on a passing boat. But unfortunately, the ride took too long to get to that point.
The Haunted Mansion was next. A visual ride again. It was very well done though, and I like it better than many of the other visual rides. Nothing thrilling about it.
Then we went to Stitch’s Great Escape. I wanted to do this attraction because it looked like the evolution of a previous one called “Alien Encounter”. My friend, told me glorious stories about that show. It was completely terrifying and caused little children to weep openly as cute aliens got mangled and destroyed by a horrible being from another dimension.
This was not that ride.
Instead of a horrifying alien loose in a scientific institute, we had Stitch looking cute and adorable. He pulled a few of the scenes from the previous ride, but because it was a cute cartoon character we recognized, the children didn’t pee their pants.
The Tomorrowland Indy Speedway had such great potential. Except that they totally misused the word “speed”. I could walk faster than those cars. The cars did need a bit of steering, but because they were on tracks you didn’t have much choice where you were steering. There was no cutting off of other racers. I have more fun driving an actual car. It was weird having the steering wheel on the wrong side of the vehicle. Gas pedal with the left foot?
Then back to Thunder Mountain for a successful ride. It was a good roller-coaster. No visuals to slow things down. Right to the action. Best ride of the trip.
At least it was until we wandered over to Space Mountain. That was one of the best rides I’ve ever been on. It was a roller-coaster but in complete darkness, so you were never sure which direction you would accelerate to next. We were shaking when we came out. Which didn’t stop us from going again later. We thought it would be easier the second time, but it actually felt worse. Were the tracks different between them? I don’t know, but this was great. Go do it.
We were winding down by this point, so we started wandering. That took us into another Roller-coaster, Barnstormer at Goofy’s Wiseacre Farm. It was good, but it lasted only a minute, and after waiting in line for twenty minutes, it didn’t feel worth it. Interestingly this one has a warning that “Expectant mothers should not ride.” But Space Mountain is fine?
Continuing the wind down we tried the Riverboat as it made a tour of the lake. I can’t say much about this. It was relaxing, but it needs more seats.
We watched a few shows that were being performed at Cinderella’s palace. The main characters can really move when they are on stage. Even lip-sync. But I did feel that Minnie was coming between Mickey and his friends. She was always there, demanding his attention. Meanwhile Donald and Goofy were being stringed along by Mickey. They didn’t even get to bring their girlfriends to the parties and were stuck being sidekicks.
Now don’t get me wrong. I had a great time today. I just have an easier remembering and describing things I disliked than to properly give credit to the great parts. If I did have life to live over, I would have brought the time schedule. It would have helped in planning better.

I wanted to give it a second chance. But no.
The orange juice in Florida continues to be the worst in the world.
And it is nice to change into appropriate clothes. I feel human again.
But my sister is here now. So off I go.

The luggage has arrived.
We gave up on the airlines. We went back to the airport, went to American Airlines baggage claim, saw the luggage, grabbed it, and made a break for it.
With their approval of course.
I really should contact United to let them know we got them. But they did seem a little incompetent.
We’ll probably be leaving this hotel soon, so I don’t know if I will have internet access for some time.

I was really looking forward to this vacation as one I didn’t have to worry about. Someone else was doing all the planning. I could literally take a vacation from vacation planning.
This is a good thing.
The baggage issue isn’t helping. It is the middle of the night and I’m on the phone tracking luggage down. The initial flight was supposed to be American Airlines, but we got bumped to United. United, via their website, says that “Unfortunately, your baggage has not been located. However, we do have it on priority trace. We apologize for any inconvenience we may be causing you. Please check back with us in a few hours for any updated information.” I just waded through the American Airlines telephone hell and they finally told me that the bags are in Orlando for the past eight hours waiting to be picked up.
Left hand really doesn’t know what the right hand is doing.
Hopefully we can get this sorted in the morning when people will be awake and helpful.

Bags haven’t shown up. The phone number for checking up on them is entirely run by a computer. A smart computer with good voice recognition, but not a very comforting one.

The first flight to Denver was roomy, but also strange. We were in a row with no windows. It was like they were putting windows in regularly and then decided to entirely skip row six. We could kind of see out of the window ahead and behind, but the kid in the row in front of us had her’s shut most of the time. I did get some sleep in.
The next flight had a movie. Ratatouille. I liked it.
But of course, when we arrived at the airport, our luggage hadn’t. That is the kind of thing I expect to happen when going to Jamaica, not Orlando. It has happened before to me, so when I go to Jamaica I always bring a few essentials as carry-on. But why would I need to do that when gong to the States? Stupid.
Anyway, the airport claims they will send the luggage to our hotel tonight. It SHOULD arrive on a delayed version of the original flight plan. Luckily, the hotel has free wi-fi. Or at least someone in the area does.

The flight was delayed. The plane had no power and they seemed to have trouble finding a mechanic. It is presently boarding, but we won’t be on it. Our (previous) two hour layover in Dallas isn’t enough time now, so we are being rerouted to a different flight that is now going through Denver. Which won’t leave for another half an hour.
Getting up at 3:30 looks like it has been a big waste of time.

Ah, the departure lounge. An hour and a half before the flight leaves. So of course I’m bored and will update my journal.
I’m at the Calgary airport, not Edmonton. I drove down yesterday, met the family, and together we will fly to Orlando. Customs and security wasn’t bad. Although American security is a bit more anal-retentive than what I’m used to. Because we left so early, there weren’t crowds. But it still would have been nice to sleep in a bit more. 3:30 is far too early an hour to expect someone to be functional.
On the way to Calgary I discovered that it is almost exactly a two hour drive between the two airports. It probably takes about half an hour to fly between them. So with this new knowledge, I realize that if I ever have a flight with an hour and a half connection in Calgary, it is more worth my time to just drive there instead. Saves money, if not time.
Of course I would have to come back the same way.
I remember in 2000 having an overnight layover (with hotel) in Calgary on the way to the Turks and Caicos. I feel like a fool now.
Edmonton has free wi-fi too. Calgary does not.

The gingerbread went well. I didn’t make anything myself, because the other plans being wrought seemed good on their own. Besides, I had my chance to design last year. I did content myself to help others with their creations. The gingerbread cathedral was very nice. The trojan horse was a delightful change from the ordinary. There was the standard retarded beaver design as well. We all made fun of the guy who came with the pre-made unassembled gingerbread house from Superstore.
But like a typical guy he didn’t read the directions.
All of our works at this annual event seem to take a grisly tone. Last year gummi bears were dying all around the houses. This year snowmen seemed to take the brunt of the abuse.
Sordid tales, one and all.

There is a gingerbread house party tonight. Not a house party, in a place made of gingerbread. That would be silly. A party in a condo devoted to the construction of some gingerbread houses.
I had trouble sleeping last night so I googloed gingerbread house templates. You can’t just slap something together, you need a plan. Well, all the plans on the internet are for the same house. A plan so simple that you don’t need to be given it; You can make it on your own. A retarded beaver could make those templates.
I wanted plans for something more than four walls and an angled roof. Last year I templated a castle. (I had to leave before I could see the end product. I think it turned out well.) I want to see some creativity. At the least, there should be those windows with their own roofs (I forget what they’re called.) A porch would be nice. A concave corner on the outside.
I want a challenge!

I feel somewhat upset that the only times I seem to blog these days are after I’ve been running. Is my life so bereft of interest?
I did run inside this time. I have wisely started following my too-cold-to-run-outside policy again. The frostbite on my cheek from Sunday has taught me well.
I have discovered how to enjoy treadmill running. Usually I can only keep it up for twenty minutes before mind-numbing boredom sets in. You don’t want to be bored while running, because then you start to realize that you are running. (Also of note, if you have the treadmill set to 9.0 mph, it blows a fuse. So forget about that ending sprint.)
There is a regular podcast magazine, called EscapePod that gives me short science-fiction stories to listen to. (Go check it out.) This is a distraction that seems able to keep my interest for at least twenty minutes, frequently longer. Thankfully I am quite behind in listening, so I have lots to listen to. If I ever catch up totally, I’m going to be in trouble.
The story I just listened to was Niels Bohr and the Sleeping Dane. What made this most interesting was that it was set in Denmark, specifically Elsinor castle. I was just there! Woot!

I’m thinking at least four weeks is a good amount of time between vacations. I had only three weeks between Europe and Jamaica, and I don’t think that was enough. I felt very stressed over the whole thing. That might have also had to do with Halloween being in there, but let’s not get into that.
I’m actually feeling fairly rested and not stressed. So I’m ready to go to the Disney provinces in Florida in a week. I’m looking forward to it.

Okay, it may have been -20 out, but that milkshake at lunch was really good.

I could have easily justified not running this morning. The temperature was below 20, which is my cut off. Heck, the windchill made it closer to thirty.
But I sucked it up and went. Even when the buckle on my water bottle belt broke. Because this is my last chance before I go off to Florida, missing the next two Sundays. And I want to see if my friends recognize me after all this time away. The one person I saw took awhile before he clued in. I’ll go to brunch now and see if the rest of them take as long.
Now that my legs are warming up again, they are feeling really itchy. I haven’t that happen in a long time.

There were problems, it wasn’t perfect, but on the whole I think turkey day was a success. The turkey was nice and juicy. The company was good. I had a wide variety of sides.
The problems however were twofold.
Not enough people and too much bird. There were supposed to be nine of us around the table. There were, in practice, only six. Some cancelled because the Grey Cup was on. Others because of family juggling issues. I am not proud that I tried to use guilt to get them to show up. But if you can’t use guilt on loved ones on American Thanksgiving, then when can you?
The gravy didn’t go so well. I messed up a bit, and let it reduce too much. And then after adding the powders, I wasn’t keeping it heated so it got a bit jelly-like. (I was under a lot of pressure in the kitchen. Give me a break.) With the mountains of leftovers at my disposal, I have found that adding water and heating it again pretty much solves that problem.
I’m going to be eating this thing for months.

I went for a Sunday run today. Sixteen kilometers. I haven’t run that far since, well… the run that injured me. My ankle feels mostly good right now, so I guess I can continue ramping up. Unfortunately, my leg muscles don’t feel the same way. I was actually getting tired at times.
But it was important to do the run. Today is turkey day for me. There will be a lot of food flowing through this place. It is important to get some calories burned.
Which would explain why I’m already hungry.

Today was an interesting day at work. And I use the term “work” in its loosest sense. It was a team building day. The focus was on the environment. We bussed downtown and were then given a series of pictures that we had to find the origins of, all vaguely related to greenness. Take a picture of us at each place for the points.
I really think we should have checked the books on biodiversity out from the library so no one else could get a picture of them. Or is that not team building?
DId you know that at Canada Place, they really don’t approve of pictures being taken? Especially not of the upper levels.
In the end, my team came in first place. Appropriate really; We were the green team. The prize was to have first pick of the environmentally friendly loot on the table. Surprisingly, beer made locally is considered environmentally friendly.
I hate buying beer. It’s not cheap, and I never drink it. So the opportunity to get some free was too much to resist. I did get complaints from others who thought it was a waste for me to have it.
Actually another non-drinker took the other case of beer.

CostCo understands me.
I went there looking for chocolate to sate the people who come for movie nights. There I saw the book I wanted. Happiness and joy. A birthday present for myself.
The chocolate part could have gone better. I couldn’t get the kind I wanted. I hope it will show up later. (The people demand it.) I did get something that will hopefully be a good stopover.

I have turkey.
I am celebrating American Thanksgiving next week. I could say that it is because I missed Canadian Thanksgiving, but that excuse isn’t going to hold water after I have been consistently celebrating it for the past few years. It is more of an excuse to prove that I can actually cook. I invite a select few people over, give them a (hopefully) good meal, and show that I am a good provider.
The turkey I got is a little bigger than I would have liked. More expensive too. Usually I buy the turkey in early October when everyone else is buying them and they are cheap. Now, only the desperate buy turkeys, so they are priced to match.
I got a Butterball. They have served me well in the past. If I was feeling ambitious I would have instead gone for the Hutterite turkeys at the Farmer’s Market. Those ones are very good, and my mother swears by them. (I should know. I have to buy them here, and then drive them down to Calgary for her.) But I don’t think I could do such a turkey justice.
I’m not that good a cook.

It is my birthday today. (Technically yesterday at this moment.) I wanted to buy myself a present, but Best Buy has chosen to thwart me. I went in looking for something, but there was nothing. No DVDs that looked good. No games that I could justify without already playing the ones I have. Nothing that had a pressing need to be purchased.
They drove the final nail in the coffin when they started playing a Christmas carol. I fled.
I had an idea to buy the final book in the Sword of Truth series. But I couldn’t find that where I usually buy them from.
So, no presents for myself.
My friends were great and I got two from them. A box of chocolates, and another book I wanted to read. Still, I would have liked to get myself something bigger.

I am now back in Edmonton.
The flight from Toronto was okay. It had those video terminal screens in it. And there were lots of movies I would have liked to have seen, available to be watched. Instead I slept. Which will probably let me be functional today.
I had no problem with security in Toronto. Even though I was asking for trouble. As soon as we passed through customs there was a huge amount of armed border security guards milling about. I asked one why, and she took it as an opportunity to ask me a lot of questions about my trip. I didn’t have anything to hide, so there was no problem. I guess the Jamaica flight is a little more closely watched. The drug sniffing dog that romped around our baggage did look like he was having a great time. Puppy-like.
Even though I was well over the limit on alcohol that I should be allowed to bring in they didn’t fine me a duty on it. I was honest, and they didn’t care that much. Of course, I am examining by liquor cupboard and I’m beginning to think I might not have room for all the booze I keep bringing back from my vacations. I won two bottles at the resort, and purchased a good bottle at the airport. They are all variations of rum.

The flight from Montego Bay to Toronto. Nothing exciting to report. It is more computer friendly because we don’t have those video monitors to cater our own personal entertainment. That said, I did watch the in-flight movie and take a nap.
No Reservations was a good movie. Not much more to say.
Is it wrong that most of the movies I see these days are on airplane flights? I have a big screen TV at home, but I keep watching the same movies on it. Usually ones that I have already seen. Action movies with surround sound are great on it! But on flights I see movies I wouldn’t normally see, but have an interest in. I don’t usually see dramas. I probably should, but there are other movies I want to see more.