Getting there

All in all the trip was pretty enjoyable. My dad brought me to the airport very early in the morning. It was cold. It had just snowed the days before and I was a little nervous. I had tried to book a second suitcase the days before and I wasn’t sure if it would all work out because I was on the phone for almost three hours with different airlines. But it did work out. I hugged my dad goodbye and got on four flights before I stepped off the airplane in Ottawa. I had some very nice travel companions. A university student who was visiting his brother in Zurich to get him over a breakup and a designer from Montreal who was comming back from a conference. Most of them being Swiss flights, the food was actually surprisingly good.

I was tired when I got off the plane. But I was glad when I got to the little hotel room, fell onto the bed and slept for 12 hours straight.

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