Where do I start with the ‘good’ news…?


I’m hobbling around with a twice game leg.

I fell yesterday, at my favourite Thai restaurant, and the lovely Thai couple who own it always go out of their way to accommodate me. This time they thought I was going to sit on my walker, so, unbeknownst to me, they removed the chair.

To explain, I generally back up to the chair before I sit down, but this time there was no chair on which to sit. The result was, I ended up on the my back on floors, and in the process I very painfully twisted my knee.

Fortunately, I have discovered that I can ‘walk it off,’ but I have to start about five minutes before I go out the door. Where there is a will there is a way, however.

We had a nice spring this year. It lasted for a day-and-a-half, and for the next week, the forecast is for rain and barely 60 degrees (15C).

It has always been my opinion that we should not have left this time of year to some fickle tart by the name of “Spring.” I’d swear that she has something going with old man winter, or is still tanning her ass in Kingsland, GA, (where the temperature is 81F)!

I’ve spent most of the week getting my papers ready for income tax. Have you ever stopped to think how much time we spend working for the government (and not being paid for it)? To add insult to injury, the government then turns around and gives the money … OUR money, to a bunch of corporate welfare bums. It’s disgusting.

Meanwhile, the furnace is going and I’m wearing a winter jacket.

More next time.

Getting ready for St. Patrick’s Day

Another airline adventure…

No matter how many times I fly, it always turns out to be an adventure.

Last year it took my four days to get home from Belize because of mechanical problems, storms over Miami and missed connections.

Wednesday, I arrived at Jacksonville International Airport at 9:30 AM for a flight aboard Air Canada at 2:00 PM. That’s when I discovered Air Canada doesn’t actually have a terminal – or a sign – so after trapesing the length of the terminal twice (with walker and luggage), I discovered that I was really flying United.

I hadn’t stopped for breakfast at the hotel because it was too expensive for what I wanted (a coffee and a muffin), so after clearing security I had a coffee and a bowl of chicken noodle soup – which would prove to be the only meal I ate all day.

Then I settled down to await the 2 o’clock flight.

Meanwhile, I hadn’t noticed that they had put up at sign reading “Now 3:30,” Apparently, there were crosswinds at Newark, and from being able to handle 50 planes per hour it declined to about 38 with incoming planes from all over the USA and the world wanting to land there.

To make matters worse, amidst all this chaos we got shoved back to 6 PM, with my connecting flight leaving from Newark to Toronto at 6:45.

The flight captain, a very layback guy and helpful, put the pedal to the medal and got us to Newark by 8:00 PM, but knowing that I would probably have to go through security again (even though I was still on a United Airlines flight – the same one I had been cleared through in Jacksonville) because this was now an Air Canada flight in a UA plane -confusing isn’t it? – I was starting to worry that I wouldn’t make my 9:35 connection.

Fortunately, or unfortunately, as the case may be, the 9:35 flight was delayed to 10:35, which then raised questions about whether my ground transportation shuttle would still be there when I arrived.

With good luck it still was, so I got to my house at 2:30 AM (an 18-hour day!)

The bright side is that it was shorter than the four days it took to get home from Belize.


The weather is typically Canadian: Dark, dreary, wet and cold. When I left, the heat index was 104. When I arrived it was 46F. Today it is 51 and raining, and Environment Canada is has issued a flood warning.

And just to make sure I wouldn’t miss a snowfall, it arranged for wet snow tomorrow and Sunday. *sigh*

More after I dig myself out.

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I just got finished booking a “one-step” hotel room…

I started at around 11:00 AM, it is no 2:18 PM and I think I’m finished.

The first attempt worked well, but when I got the confirmation it was for the wrong day and 2 people.

“No problem,” said their propaganda, just do this, this, and this, which I did … Except that the second this was no place to be found. Therefore, the third this wouldn’t work.

“Okay,” says I, “I’ll phone the hotel (at a $4.00 per minute roaming charge) and speak directly to them.” Which I did, except that they couldn’t change it because the reservation had been made through Expedia. “But you can call them,” suggested the desk clerk.

Another telephone call (at $4.00 per minute) connected me to a gal in Pakistan with an unintelligible accent, and her understanding of English was not much better. However, by now it had cost me something like $40 in telephone charges, so I was ready to accept anything just to be done with it.

Bottom line: I think I bought the hotel!!

It’s 90F (feels like 104) today, but I’ll be going home to 48F! Ulp.

More next time.

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