adventures abroad, travel, ups and downs


I get up and ready and am waiting at the door for 10 minutes. My driver arrives at 3:02 for my 3:00 pickup. Trust is not my strength; I’ve already looked up the number to check status.

My driver – this is my third time traveling with him – is a soft-spoken man with glasses and a pleasant accent. He’s from an African country but has lived here for 20 years. He’s thoughtful and reasoned, good-humored in such small hours, and enjoyable to chat with.

The self check kiosk isn’t working and there’s no one at the Air Canada desk yet, but I had printed my boarding pass at home so I press on. AC seems to have just one gate here. It’s across from a Dunkin Donuts and I bless the nice young woman who gives me my coffee.

I settle in near an outlet to charge my Kindle while I read the ebooks from Wil Wheaton I bought for travel (I enjoy his blog, and thus far my purchases do NOT disappoint)

…and a new arrival at the gate is a snorter. DUDE. WE CAN ALL HEAR THOSE NOISES AND THEY ARE GROSS.

Lord thank you for this day and bless this person because they are probably suffering or at least clueless and give me – no not strength but grace to not go punch a person.

As if I would ever.

The hop to Canada is relatively short; the 2nd leg to Heathrow is interminable. But Canada Air is running both and the planes feel clean, bright, spacious by airline standards, with nice amenities (movies, charging station, food service etc).

As we are landing in Heathrow on the 2nd, there are fireworks displays going off all around. How big they seem from the ground and how small from above!

The last leg of the flight is a codeshare run by Aegean and it’s a shock to the system to return to such tight cramped quarters. The crew is nice though. I try to sleep when I can but it’s just not conducive.

It’s 4:08 local time when we land and nearly 5:30am by the time we get through customs, get our luggage, meet our driver and get transferred to our hotel.

We see the Acropolis, lit up, in the dark of the morning on a distant hill en route to the hotel.

The moon is a crescent in the sky and the signs in English and Greek underscore the distance I’ve traveled today.