Overpacked my luggage after months of obsessing about what to bring, dropped the dogs off at their vacation resort, and got to the in-laws. They had graciously agreed to drive us to the airport.
Our flight left at some ungodly time, so we woke up at 3:45 am. They tell you to get there 2 hours ahead of time but the Air Canada desk was deserted and didn't open until 1 hour before our flight. Ack! Haters! (note: Air Canada will hereafter be referred to as Air Hateada).
We flew on some tiny plane with a ski tour group. When we reached the baggage claim area, an announcement was made that all the skis had cleared customs YAY!! The next announcement 'Those arriving from Cleveland who have not seen their luggage, please come to the Air Hateada desk'. The desk was flooded with people. ACK! They nonchantly explained that there wasn't room for all of the luggage in our plane, so they'd be sending the rest on later. Damn ski group! We were then told to go to the Air Hateada baggage claims area once we got to Vancouver, present our customs form, and everything would be happily sorted out. HA! Dave was buying into the optimism, but I could tell they were putting the most positive spin on the situation just so we'd go away.
Nothing to do but wait around the airport and get on our next Air Hateada flight to Vancouver. Arrived in Vancouver in an overtired pissy mood. Yay! The airport was a mob scene with lots of Worlds volunteers waiting to greet skaters and official types. Found our tour group's shuttle driver, who happily agreed to wait on us while we visited the crowded Air Hateada lost luggage claims area.
Stood around in the lost luggage area in an annoyed mood, then I looked over and spotted some guy wearing freaky fabulous designer leather and such. Looked closer and saw that it was Ilia Averbukh. Yay! I was at Worlds! Heard all week about skaters having lost their luggage..
Waited around in a haze some more while our shuttle driver looked for more passengers, then we were off to our hotel. Found our hotel conveniently located a block from Granville street, which consisted of loads of 24 hour porno stores and fabulous boutiques selling bondage wear LOLOL
Unpacked our "luggage" which took about 2 minutes. Luckily I'm anal enough to follow all the recommendations for packing all of the important items in carry on luggage, like skating tickets and hair styling products LOL Also I'd packed us a couple of outfits apiece to wear in case our luggage was lost.
Wandered around town a bit, then it was time to meet up with Rik and Fab, our Belgian friends, for champagne and a bite to eat, yay!! Champagne and 2 hours of sleep is a fantastic combination LOL After catching up a bit, we went back to our hotel and found voicemail messages from 2 delerious Brits.
We'd just missed Sharpie and the Guv by about 10 minutes in each direction... apparently they'd been in our hotel restaurant the entire time we were in the Sheraton restaurant. For some reason, being called a hater in a Brit accent had me ROFL, so I left some sort of delerious message for them about meeting up the next day at ice dance practice, wheeee!!!
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