Final days of the abridged Canada trip. More quad bike, more shopping, some chainsaw action. Ben and my mom had fun looking at old family photo albums. Ben made the request and we took the decision to move up our return flight. The extra fare penalty was pretty much on par with the hotel and restaurant costs, it would have been a royal pain in the ass to work from the hotel in that shared setting, Ben wanted to see friends and get over jetlag before school started back, and I really wanted to just get back to my wife, my dog, and my stuff. We actually had a good time and there was no drama, so I’m counting this trip as an overall win, but next time I’m not going to factor work-from-abroad days and I’ll look for a better spot for hotel, or a bnb with a kitchen. Montreal has gotten significantly grimier and everything is so damn expensive it’s not funny anymore, and restaurant food that I can safely eat, won’t cost a fortune, and isn’t a Simpsons-esque window to weight gain has been hard to find.
Today was a travel day, from ottawa to the airport via the train station and I’ve honestly been a nervous wreck all day. I don’t know exactly why but my travel anxiety has been through the roof today. I really appreciated my celebratory “you made it” Guinness at the airport, even if the price is highway robbery.
