My journey starts waking up Saturday June 30th from an extremely restless sleep. Knowing that I would be leaving that day for an entire year not seeing friends or family was a little nerve racking. It was an extremely stressful morning, full of multiple lists to prevent me from forgetting anything (still forgot a bunch). Saying goodbye to one of my super close friends that morning was when it really hit me that it was actually happening. Fortunately for them, they had purposely left before "it got emotional"
Ofcourse it was a family trip to the airport, with the rents and Aunt. Arriving at the chaotic YYZ airport was an experience in itself. Air
's computers were down so all the
passengers flying Air Canada that day were required to line up and
wait to be told when they were to check in for their flight. It was an absolute
disaster BUT worked out in my favour. When our flight finally got called to
check-in they had explained to us that since their system was down they were
not charging for overweight luggage! Score! My 60lb bag was free from extra
And then it came time to say goodbye to the rents... Now I never thought in a million years that it would be that hard to say goodbye to parents! I guess I'm just a little "Moma's Boy"
Flight #1 -
to Toronto : Easy Peasy 5 hour flight, watched two
movies and it was practically over. Then the next 7 hour layover was even
better in the SanFran airport! I think I got through at least two seasons of
entourage just sitting there. San Francisco
Flight #2 -
Francisco : This dreadful 11 hour flight was on the biggest plane I
have ever seen in my life! Unfortunately not being the wisest person ever,
I didn't take anything to knock me out for the flight, so it was more
like 5 movies, and a couple episodes of Community before that flight was
over... It wasn't my most favorite flying experience.
Arriving in Auckland was just as brutal as the flight. I had less than 30
minutes to get off the massive plane, get my luggage, clear customs (which were
really concerned about my "used running shoes"), and board another plane.
Sure enough by the time I passed customs an airline attendant explained to me
that I had missed my flight by 15 minutes. Little did she know that it was
delayed another 25 minutes and as I walked onto the plane we were getting ready
to take off Auckland
Flight #3 -
to Auckland : Last flight, super short, had three seats at the back of the plane all to myself and we were flying over mountains the entire time. It was a great flight! Dunedin