i finally made it to vancouver yesterday, although it wasn’t without mishap. my first attempt at flying was two days ago: i checked in and things initially looked promising. then there were five gate changes and an hour delay. then right as i was getting ready to board at 9pm, the flight was cancelled. luckily i was able to avoid the enormous line at the customer service desk, and figured out i could check-in to the next available flight at a kiosk, and luckily i had joe to come pick me up.
next morning we schlepped back to ohare and happily i got onto the plane, so i didn’t mind too much that we had to wait an extra hour waiting for some pipes to defrost. then while i was waiting for baggage at yvr, i got a sinking feeling as there was no sign of my luggage. after a little bit of running around, a line up and customer service, i finally got my luggage, which had accidentally been put on the following plane leaving from chicago.
and oh, while i was waiting in line at customs, who should happen to be standing directly behind me? sandra oh from “grey’s anatomy” in a hat and sunglasses. no i did not have the guts to say hi or take a picture like a paparazzi, so you’ll just have to take my word for it.