Remember how I said I like travelling in winter? Well I stand by it. Despite all the hoopla surrounding the cross-Canada storms I arrived in Ottawa on time to the minute. But the process was much more interesting than it would otherwise have been. And by more interesting, I simply mean slightly unusual, and therefore more than the droning bore it could be. The ferry ride from Vic was far choppier than usual, and they kept on giving announcements about how we should all sit down as much possible and be good. But I mostly wandered around on deck, watching the waves and acquiring an interesting new hairstyle. They wouldn't even let us go down to the buses before the ferry docked because of the rocking.
Westjet was cheery as usual, and operated exactly as expected. Other than the psychological shock, all that the blizzard meant was that I had to carry my suitcase a couple of blocks from the main road to my house through snow drifts. In fact everything was so punctual, my bags were first off the belt, minutes after arriving, that it really put some of my mid-summer-fair-weather flights to shame. (Remember those made up baggage efficiency stats at Brussels? ~85% on target... and that guy who told us about how they'd made up the targets?!) I'm continuing my record of bringing extreme weather events with me: apparently this was record for snowfall in Ottawa in December.
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Wow, those are quite the waves. I also enjoy travelling in winter...I can't explain it but it is far better than travelling in summer. I think I would rather be cold on a plane than too hot, like in summer. Sometimes it's far too stuffy.
... actually I sometimes find that they keep planes too cold in summer, cause you're wearing summer clothes but they crank the aircon. Maybe that's why I like winter?
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