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In-flight thoughts

There is no wifi signal provided on WestJet flights, so I couldn’t Twitter, but I wrote down some thoughts during the flights to Calgary and Kelowna.  Thought-writing ceased on unexpected same-day flights back to Calgary and Saskatoon:

Some stuff from the wirelessless flights…

Olivia is a good kid.  Happy the whole time so far.  Chewed through her pushpop before takeoff.  Better adjust my timing for the descent.  She’s sitting in her own seat now.  She’s so cute.  And she’s a hit with everyone she meets.

Flight attendant spoke as if she knew Olivia and could tell that she’d grown.

Westjet is awesome.  Just had the best or second best welcome and safety presentation I’ve had on a flight.  The off-duty pilots across the aisle didn’t seem at all impressed.    Maybe this is the talker’s regular schtick and the pilot is sick of it.  Or maybe he just doesn’t have a sense of humour.

The one pilot, incidentally, looks like Starman (from the tv show).  Might request his John Hancock.  And by that I mean his autograph.  Better attend to Olivia.

Satellite tv not working.  Shoot.

Just occurred to me that the pushpops are only for the way down.  Must use sparingly or buy more for return.

What’s the deal with car and women magazines (the guy in front of me has one)?  Why combine the two?  I’m not interested in cars, but would it make sense to have books and women magazines?  I guess they have music and women.  Still weird, if you ask me.

Descending to Calgary.  Ears popping.

(iPod autocorrect almost has me say “ears pooping”.  Wouldn’t that be a disgusting condition?)

Due to delay in Saskatoon there was n0 stopover time in Calgary.  Straight from arrival gate to departure gate.  Made it!

This Westjet crew isn’t nearly as funny.  In fact, there has been nary a hint of humour in this presentation this far.  I bet the French recording is funnier.

Potting Plants and Scantily Clad Women.

I stand corrected.  Announcer is loosening up.  Just made joke about token woman on flight crew.

In-flight Magazine & Chicks

Golf & Hot Girls

See what I mean?  Must work with certain subcultures only.

Olivia has been doing amazingly well but getting restless.  Better pay her more attention.

De-icing.  Weather not super in Kelowna.  “Worst case scenario, we fly back to Calgary.”


De-icing with water seems counterproductive (and counterintuitive) to me.  But I guess it does the trick.

Satellite works in this flight.  Olivia watching Treehouse in her own seat.

I forgot to mention preferred seating (row 1–more room for Olivia’s toy bag) when I checked in.  Both flights in row 19 out of possible 24.  Free seat for Olivia both times, though.  So it turned out fine.

Pilots have the worst timing when it comes to interrupting in-flight television.  Dustin Hoffman was just about to tell Ellen an interesting anecdote about Alan Arkin’s on-stage diarrhea problem.  Now I’ll never know.

Looks like we’ll land in Kelowna after all.

Descending into Kelowna.

Son of a @&$?!  Two approaches, both seemed close, both failed  Heading back to Calgary.  The worst part is Olivia.  It’s past suppertime and all she’s had is crackers, marshmallows and pushpops.  She is not going to be a happy camper.  And it’s going to be a pain in the ass to sort things out with Olivia in tow.

What happens now?  Do we go on standby? Do we get a rescheduled flight?  Son of a gun.

I was so looking forward to this trip.  And I already shaved a day off of it.

Never plan a trip away around important events.


I wish this was an iPhone, so I could easily make calls as soon as we’re on the ground.


There and Back Again

Or, My Trip Home from Home; or My Trip to Everywhere and Nowhere

So I went to Kelowna yesterday.  I got within several hundred vertical feet of the city.  Twice.  But I never deplaned.

Make yourself comfortable and listen to my tale.  Join us, as Olivia and I  go on an harrowing adventure through the airports and skyways of western Canada. 

(This is a long post, and this first bit is just preliminary.  The more interesting stuff starts at the bold text reading “The flight from Calgary to Kelowna left on time”.  Feel free to skip there if you wish.)

In December, I had booked tickets for Olivia and I to fly out to Kelowna for a couple of days to visit my parents and my brother and sister-in-law and their kids.  I booked the trip from January 14 to January 20.  After booking the flights, Luke’s ear and tonsil/adenoid surgery was rescheduled for January 19 and some important meetings at the church were arranged for the same day.  So I shaved a day off of the trip, planning to return on Jan. 18, so I could be around for the surgery and the meeting.

So, after lunch on Wednesday, I packed up the car and Olivia and I drove down to Saskatoon.  I parked in long-term parking at the airport, almost as far from the terminal as was possible.  In -37*C, I walked to the terminal, backpack on my back, Olivia in one arm, dragging a suitcase with the other.

Our flight was delayed about 20 minutes, so we sat down and had a snack while watching planes come and go.  Earlier that morning, Dixie’s mom had said that flights to Kelowna were being cancelled because of fog, but that was early in the morning.  Fog lifts, right?  

We went through security with plenty of time to spare (by now the flight was delayed another 5 minutes).  Olivia became friends with a boy her age almost as soon as we got to the waiting area.  The boy’s mother and grandmother gave them snacks and wiped their faces. The boy kissed Olivia on the lips.  They took pictures of them playing together.  (It was all good.)  Upon boarding, I thanked them for babysitting.

All the while, I was watching the flight schedules in Saskatoon and Calgary, where we would connect with our Kelowna flight.  I was also Twittering (thanks especially to Rilla for entertaining me) and chatting with Dixie (hooray for the iPod Touch and airport wifi!).

The flight to Calgary was uneventful.  There was a spare seat next to me on every flight, so after takeoff Olivia sat on her own.  She was fascinated with the seat belts.  We were supposed to have a one-hour stopover in Calgary, but with the delay in Saskatoon we went straight from the arrival gate to the departure gate for our connecting flight.

The flight from Calgary to Kelowna left on time, Continue reading