Layover

Made it to Montréal, going to have to wait a whopping 5 hours for my connecting flight to Paris. I practically took a slingshot from Boston to Montréal, a fifty seat jet that shook the entire way. I resisted the urge to kiss the ground when we landed safely in Canada. Dealt with some very pleasant (note the sarcasm) customs officials on my way to the gate. I'm already overwhelmed by all of the french! The t.v. in front of me has been playing Canadian news in french and every passenger that walks by me has been speaking french. I love it, I cannot wait to get to France to hear it 24/7. I think I should have been practicing more before my departure though, I'm a little rusty. Hopefully getting thrown right into it will do me some good.

Here are my absurd, yet valid fears. I don't ever make it to Paris, everyone in my study abroad group has already made friends and they view me as "that girl who couldn't figure her flights out", I starve to death because I'm too anxious to leave the gate to venture out and get food, people in Paris will look at me funny because I know I already smell from traveling.

I haven't even begun to write about the AWFUL customer service that Air Canada has. On my second trip back to Logan, the woman at the luggage check in gave me a hard time about one of my suitcases being too heavy! Is she FO REAL? Honestly after all the hassle I've been through they should have let me ship my freaking car for free. I sat on Air Canada customer service for thirty minutes trying to finagle my way into business class. I guess I should have known that if they wouldn't let my luggage be over weight then they most definitely weren't going to bump me up a class. The woman so rudely told me that it wasn't their fault that my plane was delayed and that she couldn't help me! What's with these people, I work at a restaurant and if a customer so much as hints that they don't like their meal they get it for free! Blast, looks like I'll be roughing it in the back of the plane riding coach with the rest of the cool cats.

For now, I'll suffer in silence knowing that in a mere 10 hours I will be in Paris, France the most beautiful city in the entire world. Let the jealousy really sink in, it'll be worse when I start posting pictures of the eiffel tower....