Friday, December 19, 2008

Post Travel Advisory

After enduring a hellish limo ride to the airport at 5am in the middle of the first snow storm to hit Toronto this season, I duly board the flight only to discover I am wedged between my not so little baby boy (5'11" and 220 lbs) and a grandma with the largest widest hips known to mankind. I got to experience the special joy of sitting on a plane to nowhere for an hour waiting for our plane’s turn to be de-iced before take off - without benefit of coffee I might add. So our four hour flight became five hours which then morphed into six hours after we landed as the plane door had frozen shut.

The next time I get the bright idea to leave Toronto in the middle of a snowstorm - someone remind me not to fly to a place even more cold and snowy without my mink coat. Today’s temperature -25 but feels like -37C once you factor in the windchill. There is an upside, I remembered to bring my thermal underwear and the bed is warm.


Batya said...

Too bad you're not here. Winter seems to have missed the HolyLand. Not only is there a major drought, we've hardly needed heat, and I'm not tempted to waste money on another pair of boots.

Kateland, aka TZH said...

Batya, its not the boots I mind, but the heavy coats, the layers of clothing, walking around with what feels like ten tons of fabric...

I was suppose to be there this year but life intervened - again. I keep telling myself there is always Purim.

Although, if I am really honest, the best explanation of why I am not there is fear. I am afraid to come, because I suspect, despite all the weird and wacky things going on, the politics, the chaos, there is a better than average chance once I get there that I will not want to leave. Then what do I do?