The Toronto leg of this adventure has been less than satisfying, unless of course, you are my boss and you're sitting beside me in a Dodge Caravan on the freeways that you grew up on, laughing at my inability to navigate through 12 lanes of traffic at 10 pm at night in a vehicle that is foreign to me. Yeah, then this is all a funny day in the life of a traveller.
They gave me a Kia because the vehicle I reserved from Moncton, after talking to the National Car Rental clerk IN PERSON wasn't waiting for me at the Toronto airport. Oh, no. My vehicle? The one I ordered online and confirmed in person? Was waiting for me in some random city in NEW FOUNDLAND. So they gave me a Kia that "would be fine, mon" for 4 adults and a ridiculous amount of luggage.
I took the Kia out to Acton (an adventure all on it's own. I circled the Toronto Airport THREE times before I made it out to the highway) to sniff and snuggle baby Micah (who fell asleep in my arms) and then drove back to the airport to pick up Darren, Jim and Sharon. But I missed the exit because I was praying that God would somehow make the trunk bigger. So I had to go onto another three-thousand lane highway and circled back to the airport. And then I got stuck on the 4th floor of the parking garage and Darren and co. were on the main floor negotiating a bigger vehicle and I had to leave the airport and come back in again to get to the car rental return place and then I drove the van and kept turning on the windshield wipers when I really was trying to turn on the headlights and we all started laughing and I couldn't see the highway because I was laughing too hard and the windshield wiper would pass across the windshield every once in a while and Jim observed that "maybe it would start raining eventually and when it did we'd be ready" and the last thing I'd eaten was a bagel at 7:30 in the morning and traveling is just so glamorous.
I'm getting ready for bed.
Three things I'm thankful for:
1. My traveling companions are good sports.
2. I got to hold Micah. And he was soft and cuddly and perfect.
3. Hotels beds. Have I mentioned how much I love them?