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Airport hell

Posted on July 31, 2022July 31, 2022 By admin

Today has been a complete and utter nightmare. I was supposed to be halfway across the Atlantic right now. Instead, I’m on hold with Air Canada, sitting outside Brussels airport, chain-smoking and having a nervous breakdown.

I had a 8:15 flight out of Geneva to Brussels, then a 10:30 flight to Montreal. I got up at 4am, got my last bits ready, and then headed to the airport on the 5am train. Bags of time. Get to the airport, fight with the baggage check-in self-service kiosk (win!) then go past security super quickly. So far, so good. My flight to Brussels was uneventful, but that’s when all hell broke loose.

My flight landed at 9:35, and my flight to Canada was starting to board at 930. I could still have made it, but there was a complete and utter border checkpoint shambles in between. Even with shameless queue jumping, I didn’t make it in time for my gate. The flight closed only a few minutes before I managed to make it to the gate. The staff at the airport were like, don’t worry, they know there are late people, they’ll wait. They didn’t. I missed my flight. But I could still see it just outside the window, still connected to the ramp. So close, yet do far.

Enter circles of airport/airline hell.

First rung of airport hell was getting my suitcase back. That took about an hour – which given the number of lost bags that were piling up, is probably a small miracle nonetheless.

Second level of airport hell: customer service counters. Now comes the part of trying to rebook a connecting flight. See, the 1st leg of the flight was operated by Brussel Airways. The 2nd leg was Air Canada. After waiting in 2 different queues, I get a lady-just-about-to-close-her-window service agent. She looks at my boarding passes and smiles because she’s still going to be able to go on break soon. You see, sir, Brussels airways says that even though the flight was late by a couple of minutes, I still had more than 50 minutes to make my connection, that’s their contractual obligation, and they’re not responsible for airport delays, so I need to deal with Air Canada.

Air Canada, joyously, doesn’t have a service desk at the airport.

I need to call them.

Enter third level of airline hell: phone support.

At the time or writing this post, I’ve been on hold for over two hours. (2h20, to be exact). It was a solid hour and a quarter before I actually spoke to a human being. The rest has been trying to figure what my options are. Which seem to be very few. It would seem that AAAAAALLLLLL flights out of Brussel going even remotely to Canada are booked solid until the 4th – Montreal, Ottawa, Toronto, Quebec. So now I’m trying to get myself back to Switzerland, lick my wounds and deal with the fallout. It’s still not clear just how much out of pocket I’m going to be on this.

Update at 3h mark: Possible moderate success – since I’ve already started the trip, the flight is not cancellable nor refundable but I can keep the remaining legs as “credits”, usable up to July next year. I’m hoping to be able to use the BRU-YUL portion of this aborted trip to pay for a flight back to GVA, and then I’d still have the YUL-GVA portion as credit I can use until July of 2023.

The lady on the phone has been super helpful, and I repeatedly told her so.

Update several hours later, once I’ve finally been able to pee, sit, eat and drink something. From reading up on the interwebs, it seems that Brussels is a known shitshow for passport control. This is a picture from a few years ago, but history repeats as it was the exact same spot I was in.

And this is a news blurb from a few weeks ago:

Passengers traveling through Brussels Airport, Belgium towards a non-Schengen destination were forced to enter a lengthy queue at passport control. “While Federal Police carried out the necessary but time-consuming passport controls, a technical problem also affected the airport’s e-gates, a system that mechanically reads out the passports. Passengers for non-Schengen destinations are advised to come well ahead, i.e. 3 hours in advance,” the airport tweeted.

Between 50,000 and 70,000 passengers are expected to depart from Brussels Airport daily during the summer months. 66 destinations are non-Schengen. People were complaining about kilometer-long queues and 4h delays…

Now I just have 3 hours to kill before I fly to Zurich, then Geneva.

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The universe hates us

Posted on July 24, 2022August 16, 2022 By admin

The day before I was supposed to leave for Canada. I have my boarding passes, covid certificates and all other sundry paperwork. The suitcases are ready.

In recent years, birthdays have always been… difficult so Katy wants to have a good day with me before I leave to celebrate a pre-birthday, in case my real birthday follows the trend.. We go to Lausanne for dinner and a movie, but the heat and humidity are oppressive and it’s getting to us. We decide to go home instead of seeing the movie. Katy just wants to go to bed.

At the station in Morges, we want to take a taxi to go home. While going to the taxi, Katy falls off the curb and hears a crack. She thought she sprained her ankle, but the pain doesn’t go away and she can’t really walk on it. After 4 hours in the ER (so 1h30 am), it’s a fracture and she needs crutches and a giant boot. One year to the day from the date of the operation on her finger.

It’s confirmed, we’re hexed and the universe hates us.

On the plus side, it was much easier than expected to get in touch with Air Canada and rebook my flight. Hopefully she’ll be more mobile by next Sunday. We should know more on Thursday.

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My life these days

Posted on May 31, 2022May 31, 2022 By admin

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Hope it’s not a sign of things to come

Posted on January 31, 2022 By admin

January felt like 2021 condensed into a whole month.

So much for asking 2022 to be kind to us.
So far, it’s been a month-long kick in the… teeth.

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I fear next year

Posted on October 23, 2021 By admin

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Gold medallist in losing shit

Posted on October 18, 2021October 21, 2021 By admin

With great skill and talent, the boy has managed to lose his wallet, with bus pass and debit/credit card. We are so not amused. We’ve turned the flat upside-down. I’ve scoured his room (and will probably need a tetanus booster). No luck. And, of course, it’s our fault for not having thought to put a GPS tracker on it.

I hate my life.

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Mental health walk

Posted on June 8, 2021 By admin

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I hate doing homework with Ben

Posted on January 25, 2021January 25, 2021 By admin

I have good intentions to try and help Ben with his homework when he asks demands. But every time I open my mouth to explain something, he blatantly interrupts me after 2 words to talk yell over me that I’m wrong, or not doing it the right way, or it’s too difficult and he’s going to fail and nobody helps and it’s all going to be my fault.

I am so honestly fed up. I want to help, but I will not put up with the abuse. So, I love my son, but fuck this shit and the horse it rode on.

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Achieving enlightenment

Posted on May 19, 2020May 19, 2020 By admin

I achieve enlightenment on a daily basis.

Don’t think. It leads to worry and stress and other bad things.

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We are a dysfunctional family

Posted on March 24, 2020 By admin

Some people see the current covid-19 lockdowns as a way to build memories and spend quality time as a family. We see this, filled with dread, as a situation that can lead to murder or alcoholism.

As much as I love my son, he is being a giant shithead. Everything needs to be a confrontation. Everything needs to be yelled instead of spoken. We are, apparently, the most unfair idiots that walk the earth and exist only to pay for shit, frustrate him at every turn and make him angry. He, in our opinion, exists only to make stupid random noises, do whatever the hell he wants when he wants to, do nothing of what we actually ask of him and can’t grasp the simplest of concepts like don’t chew with your mouth open, close the light when you leave the room and leave the fucking cats alone.

So yeah.

We’ll either need lawyers or doctors, or both (definitively therapy) by the time this has cleared up.

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