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When the cluster arrived at the Prince George airport, everyone swarmed the check-in counters, of which were about 6. From what I saw, Vanderhoof was the only group flying WestJet so we had 3 counters to ourselves which made the upcoming ordeal so much harder to coordinate.
Mik was the first to check-in and quickly found out that our flight was canceled. It turns out our plane went to Hawaii instead. To bad we couldn't have been on that flight. The way it was worked out was that the entire group, omiting 4, would take the next flight out to Vancouver which was later in the day. The other 4 were to fly at 7AM the next morning.
I went to check-in right after Mik at a different counter and when they told me something clicked. I lost all sense of humor and got into a strictly no-bullsh*t mode. I didn't expect it but it worked out well.
I had intended to stay behind for the next-morning flight and let the others fly that day but that idea was quickly kicked out when I remembered the story Tristan had told us about another group that went trough the same thing and the rising panic in some of the people in the group made me think they wouldn't be able to handle not having the entire group together.
The story Tristan told us was that the group whose flight was canceled was placed in a hotel overnight and was rescheduled for the next flight the following day. It was the exact same predicament and turned out to be the exact same solution.
After a while of waiting for vouchers to be printed, nerves to be somewhat settled and plans to be, for the most part, coordinated between us, we started saying our goodbyes to the rest of the cluster. We were all prepared to be one of the last groups to leave so goodbyes weren't something we had thought of and all of a sudden we were forced into it. It was odd to feel the energy in the atmosphere change. At least from my group anyway. Everyone went from excited to sad in an instant and we were then the first to leave.
We got to the hotel by taxi. Three of them, which was hardly enough. Even having one van, our luggage barely fit into the taxis. Some people packed a LOT of stuff!
Along with our taxi vouchers, we were given vouchers for our next three meals from Denny's which was attached to the hotel. It was weirdly amazing to be able to eat at a well-known restaurant again. It was so unlike Katimavik but we took full advantage of it and ate until we were completely full for all 3 meals. It was awesome!
For that whole day that were supposed to be on a plane, everyone in the group ate, slept, swam a little, ate, slept some more, pooped and just rested in general. After getting very little sleep at camp, a real bed was SO welcome.
 The next day, we packed 3 more taxis full of stuff and headed for the airport again. We got on the plane with no trouble and started our trip. We flew from Prince George to Vancouver to Toronto, taking up the entire day. We landed in Toronto at around 4:30-5-ish and the only thing that went wrong was that Jazmin forgot her iPod on the PG-Vancouver plane.
Once we got our luggage back, we scrambled to figure out our transportation to the Newmarket house and a few minutes later, we were presented with a mini-bus limo. Another Katima-odd if you will.
 We just barely managed to fit our luggage into the thing and we all settled into the pimped-out interior of our chariot. The seats were placed in a semi-circle around the bus with a table in the middle and toward the back. String lights were strung around the ceiling, the stereo was blaring out tunes, and the water cooler was open. It was the most comfortable travel vehicle I've been on in a long while.
When we arrived at the house there was another moment of pandemonium, similar to the one at the Vanderhoof house. We all rushed off the limo, quickly grabbed our bags and ran into the house. I claimed my bed right away and then explored the house, and said hi to our new PL, Nicole, of course. The house is slightly smaller than the Vanderhoof house and much more complex as far as layout goes. The Vanderhoof house was really predictable with evenly spaced rooms and perfect boxes for rooms. This new house has unaligned walls and rooms of different sizes. It makes navigating it interesting, or at least as interesting as navigating through a house can be. (Lame, I know)
And now I'm basically caught up on my blog. Everyone here is settling in very well and very quickly. Nicole is turning out to be pretty cool; she likes knowing we talk about farting and pooping and even pulled out the Everyone Poops book the first night we were here. I remember reading that book when I was little.
Anyway, I'll update my posts with pictures once I find a usb cable and continue to post once something new comes up. |
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