It's a short flight from Vancouver to calgary, I pull out a notepad and a decent pen to doodle, or write. It stops being entertaining fairly quickly I put the book away only to notice my hand is covered in blue ink. I go to the rest room to wash it off, I scrub for about 20 minutes to the point where my hand is raw.
This is the result.
The plane served cranberry oat cookies, the best way to describe these would be "corregated cardboard with chewy cran flavoured scabs."
There is snow on the ground all over Calgary, and none of it is near the airport. I love snow, in fact whenever it snows in Victoria I do a happy snow dance until I'm able to get outside. Much to my shagrin there has been absolutely zero snow this year. A pox on the snow gods.
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