Goodbye Canada

Alright so I posted a few witty remarks on facebook and next thing you know people want a blog, great, goodbye social life, hello blogging.

OK, maybe that's a bit of an exaggeration. A blog will allow me to spend some alone time and kinda keep my sanity while all this ... stuff's going down.

Fun fact, packing my life away wasn't as depressing as I thought it would be.

Last outbound to leave, I've been waiting for this since January, and I can't help but feel a little sad as I pack away everything I own and say my farewells.

Fun tip, on a 16 hour flight, say no when the fat asian man asks for your isle seat.

He slept, I didn't urinate once.

An 80 lb hockey bag, my laptop, my backpack and a goodbye mom.

I'm off! Most people have trouble falling asleep on airplanes, not I, 20 minutes after take off, while listening to my Ipod with Japanese phrases on it (courtesy of Mrs. Singlehurst) I fell asleep. 10 hours later I woke up, desperate to urinate and fluent in the 12 Japanese phrases that were played into my head as I slept. I looked at the guy I so graciously gave my isle seat to and wondered if he was awake. Deciding he was asleep and that I shouldn't wake him, I pulled out my table, put my head down and fell back asleep, cursing under my breath in Japanese (dame futoru dame.. grrr).