HELLO PEOPLE WHO READ BLOGS!
Over the next 21 days I'm using this blog as a means to document my trip to Canada & the US - what else are dormant blogs useful for, hey?
During my time away I'm aiming to write a blog a day/ every other day depending on how much I get sucked into watching Canadian Netflix in my hotel room, I'm seeing 4 (maybe more) World Cup games and one NWSL league game and match reports from all these will be published on @LFCladiesfans. This blog will be just my general witterings on my trip, letting my mum know all is well - she had a bit of a cry dropping me off at the airport earlier.
SO, what's happened today, or yesterday, or today. My laptop says it is 1:42am but I have a sneaky suspicion that is UK time and the time here in Montreal, Canada is half 8ish. I think I'm 5 hours behind, should probably check that.
What I do know for sure is that I have been up a ridiculous amount of time, I've spent ~6 hours in airports and 9 hours on planes and I've just eaten a subway sandwich that did not taste like back home. Trying to figure out exactly which ingredient it is that tastes different, it's either the cheese of the barbecue sauce. Will go back tomorrow for another taste test.
Let's start from the start, I was up at 5:30am for my 11:15am flight from Manchester to JFK beginning with a breakfast-for-one experience at Frankie & Benny's, that was strange without Louise with me (my sister - hi Louise!) then I kind of wandered up and down the gates because I couldn't sit still. Time eventually came to boarding and guess who got to sit next to the young couple with a baby! Yes, of course, yours truly - me! It screamed, it smelt a little half way but overall it wasn't as bad as I initially imagined when I first spotted them.
That first flight was long. Long, long. Being my third time flying to New York I thought it would be easy, I'd be used to it. I hit the 3-hour mark and I was bored out my brain. My choice of in-flight entertainment didn't help, I begun by watching The Maze Runner and 10 minutes in remembered why I hadn't bothered reading the sequels to the novel. I then watched Still Alice, which I'd already seen but not in good quality so I enjoyed that, next up was a film so good I've forgotten it already - and stopped it halfway through - leading to finally watching St Vincent. I cried at the end, cried, on a plane, by myself, living the dream.
Right next came the changeover! The scariest part, that turned out to be not so scary. I got off the plane, I put myself through customs - new machines mean that you do your photo and fingerprints yourself, the fingerprints part took a while to master - then queued in the longest queue ever to queue for security to go back through to the gates at JFK. At the gate they said they'd oversold the flight and were asking for volunteers to go on the next one. I never understand that, it happens every time I'm in America. How do you oversell a flight? On my plane to Montreal I was sat next to a pilot! He snored for the duration of the flight. Landed at Montreal, had a bit of a joke with customs about the World Cup, he said he wishes England well for Wednesday.
So that all leads to... right now! I'm in my hotel room, swanky place if I do say so myself. Got a little kitchen, table and chairs... CANADIAN NETFLIX... and popcorn! There was a little welcome pack on arrival which included a bag of popcorn that I actually had to make myself and I am proud to announce I made it without burning down the hotel!
I also went to Subway because I could see it from my room window, but as already discussed I'm not sure I enjoyed it.
That's all for today folks! Tomorrow I'm meeting up with everyone, seeing U2 in concert and hopefully finding somewhere to watch Nigeria take on the USA (ps who do I support there, the current Liverpool player or the fave - answers on a postcard).
I'm off to marvel at all the films I won't get to watch on Canadian Netflix, goodnight... or good morning. Zzzzz.
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