Wow. PST. I haven’t had that in awhile. Alberta has spoiled me.

I’m having breakfast in the Toronto airport, enjoying a “Toasted Western”. Maybe “enjoying” is too strong a verb. “Tolerating”. But I need food. From observation Air Canada doesn’t feed people anymore unless they pay extra.

Cheapskates. One bankruptcy protection and all the perks go out the window.

The natives here are enthralled by the lights of the television broadcasting a hockey game. I shall avoid eye contact. They might sense that I do not support the “home team” and become aggressive.

I didn’t sleep much on the flight. Well, not at all, but I did pretend for awhile. The rest of the time was spent watching Must Love Dogs. A predictable romantic comedy.

I should have slept.