Went to TO for a meeting at Mt. Sinai hospital today for work. Felt like a bigshot, jetting for a monday morning meeting and jetting back, until I realized that I was tired as hell and hotel beds are not as comfy as my own.
I got to Dorval at 5:50 for a 7:45 flight. I thought I was being paranoid. Go my and my 6th sense. I got to my gate at 6:50, or basically, it took 2 minutes to check in for my flight at 58 minutes to pass the security checkpoint. Big points to Garda. The lineup was simply stupid. People lined up 10-lanes deep weaving around the departure area. When I finally got to the magnetometer, in sharp contrast to my departure from Heathrow, things went back to my usual beepy self. I even had to undo the button of my jeans to show that I didn't have a really small but potentially deadly knife in my belly button. Geez… The foil in my pack of gum set the damn machine off. Then there was the whole rigmarole with the laptop. Now that I'm working back in the lab, I just fear the day that the chemical sniffer is going to pick something it doesn't like and I'll be politely escorted into a small room with large men and rubber gloves.
When I finally got to the gate, I didn't really have a moment of peace because there was the whiniest kid on earth waiting with his parents. Imagine a kid who can talk in a continuous whine, while running around and generally just being a pain in the ass. I'm a firm proponent for leash laws for kids†.
The flight was uneventful, as was the ride to the hotel. I was really disappointed though. The room didn't have high speed internet, nor wireless, and the business center was closed so I couldn't check my email. Yes, yes, I know, I'm addicted. I spent the night reading Angels and Demons – almost done with it, it's really good!
The rest is rather uneventful. Slept ok, had a good meeting – didn't get lost on my way there which is a good bonus for me, had a straightforward flight home and now Boris wants attention cause he was traumatized to have to spend the night alone.
He's godawfully stinky too tonight, bleh.
† and kudos to you if you get the Dan Fielding Night Court reference.