Africa! But First: Air Canada.
We left in the morning and had a beautiful flight to Montreal, after which we were downgraded to an antique Airbus 300 held together by tape and dreams, her obese silhouette heaving her way down the runway. We were on a night flight, surrounded by at least 3 screaming babies and one more baby who made odd chirping sounds reminiscent of Alien.
The shitty taped plane with the broken things and the staff with broken dreams.
Anyhow, we got there. And I did spend the night playing peekaboo with 2 of the babies who promptly fell asleep the minute we landed.
