A Tale about a Painful Check-In
Air Canada — you sucked today!
I’m not long home after putting my daughter, her partner and their kitty on a one-way flight to Paris. They’re following their dreams and are taking on the fashion world from a European base. I’m thrilled for them, but horribly sad too.
She’s my girl!
What a gong show it was at the airport! I swear I spent almost three hours pacing, praying and deep breathing to stop myself from having a panic attack.
After dropping them off at the terminal entrance since they had so many bags and some precious furless cargo, I went and parked my car. By the time I got to them 15 minutes later, Hannah was in a tizzy as she had to complete a pre-boarding document online before they were allowed to join the rather long queue to check in.
The internet was dodgy and she kept on losing the data she had filled in, hence her frustration.
There was an Air Canada agent guarding the line entrance, and that form had to be done to get past her. Why it couldn’t be filled in while waiting in the queue was beyond me. Finally — another 10 minutes later — they joined the three-row deep snaking line.
It took an hour for them to reach the counter. Meanwhile, I’d gone outside and did some plane spotting to save my sanity…
