Off I go! My sister snapped this picture of me. I’m a very light traveler, just a big purse and one carry-on case.
The plane was a double-decker! I was on the main floor but I’d never seen one before.
My seat mate was very cranky. He was flying from LA, and the middle seat in our row was empty. But he didn’t have enough leg room and complained. A lot. And then after all his tantrums, he pooped himself out.
My home for 14 hours! My travel agent found this hotel, 28 York Place, which was very close to the bus depot, where I was to meet my tour group at 8:45 the next morning.
I didn’t have a lot of time here, but the bed was great.
So was the view! And the extra large tub, that I took a bath in, after my long flight with a cranky seat mate.
They had a little bar downstairs where I had a beer and did some journaling. I chatted with the gal behind the bar, Abby, who was flying to Toronto to spend 3 months working at a kid’s camp all summer.
I went to bed early, so I’d be ready to meet my tour group in the morning 🙂