Day 220

Well Day 220, to my disappointment, was longer than I expected.

In the morning we went over to the airport for Breakfast at Kelsey's. When we finished eating, the Starbucks was next door so I told everyone I was just going to go get a coffee. They said ok, stood, and waited. I had checked a couple of times while waiting for my card to go through, to make sure I could still see them. The card for some reason didn't go through the first time, so I entered my pin again. When I looked up, they were still there. A couple of minutes passed between me helping a gentleman to figure out what he was ordering, and my picking up my drink. When I turned around, they had gone. I was angry, but decided to give them the benefit of the doubt. Maybe they had seen me grabbing my drink, and had just begun to walk. I walked to where they had been standing...nothing. Walked a little further...still nothing. GREAT! Now, I was pissed, and texting my Mom to try and get all of my rage out so that number 1, I wouldn't stand there crying while feeling unwanted, and number 2, so that they couldn't see how upset it had made me when I finally would run into them. I continued to walk to where I thought they might be. They had mentioned perhaps going to the space centre in the airport at some point today, so I thought it would be a good idea to go there first. I went up the escalator, and looking at the front desk of the centre, I still could not see them. Still enraged and texting my Mom, I approached the counter and asked if any of the 3 girls sitting there had seen a family of 5, with 3 curly haired little boys. They hadn't. They told me I could go in and check if I wanted, but I was certain they weren't there, and said it was ok, I'd find them eventually. I walked over to the railing by the escalator, continued to text my Mom, and worked on my calm, not caring face. Probably 5 minutes later, guess who waltzes over. Tim, and the 3 boys (I guess Heloise had gone to do some work). Was there an apology or anything like that? No, of course not. There was a "We were looking for you the other way" from Tim, which I didn't know what that meant, so acting like I didn't care that they had LEFT ME! I said "Oh?", and then I got "You're late!" from the 3 boys. I somehow managed to keep my cool, and asked what they meant. They repeated themselves, so I simply said I had been standing at the railing for the past 10 minutes. To which Josh of course said they were standing on the other side for 15. Which I know wasn't true, because it didn't take me 15 minutes to get from point A, to point B. Anyways, annoyed and frustrated I tried to act calmly, but still not like myself, and we went into the Space Centre. One of the girls approached me, said she was really sorry, but I wasn't allowed to drink in there, but offered to put it aside for me. I told her that was ok, and took a minute to myself outside the centre to finish my drink. While standing near the counter, I noticed a sign that said "No food or drink". Having been so upset, I hadn't noticed in passing. I turned to the same girl and apologized. I told her I hadn't been paying attention, and she said I wasn't to worry as there were a ton of people around the sign and I wouldn't have seen it anyway. I stood there for a little while longer, finished my drink and went in to play with the boys. After all, I wasn't mad at them for leaving me, their comments weren't called for, but they don't know any better, so in I went.

We spent the next few hours in there. We played Nintendo, got in a Space Simulator Time Machine with Zach on one side, and Nathaniel on the other, afraid of what was going to pop up on the screen. We looked around, tried our hand at some puzzles, played some computer games, and Zach and I made a plane fly. Eventually, I could tell Zach was as bored as I was. I asked if he'd want to go for a walk around the airport, and he decided he did. I told Tim that's what we were going to do, and was there somewhere the two of us could meet up with him, and at what time. He said No. He then said they were leaving anyways. Fine, I thought. We headed back through the airport, and across to our hotel.

When we got to our floor, Tim opened the door to his room, but Nathaniel and Zach followed me to mine. The 3 of us sat watching TV, and played a bit. Tim sent Josh in soon enough, to tell the boys HE was taking them swimming. "ok..." I thought. Josh left the room, but the other 2 stayed. A few moments later, Josh returned. "Hurry up!" he said. I didn't know what the rush was, and was getting upset at the way he was acting and the way he was treating them. I told them they better hurry, and up they got. Josh was grabbing their shoes, and I didn't know what was going on. It was then that I heard Heloise and Tim saying we had to get a move on to catch the bus. Confused, I asked what was going on. - There was a pool downstairs, so I didn't have a clue what was happening - Heloise explained that Tim had just figured out there was a bus to a mall, and if we wanted to go to a movie we had to go now. I said ok, grabbed our things, and walked with her to the elevator. I told her I was sorry, and had I of known what was happening, I would have had the boys ready. She said not to worry as Tim had only just figured it out, and it wasn't planned.

We got to the lobby, and ran over to the airport side to catch the bus. We had missed it by 2 minutes. Afraid if we waited for another bus, we'd miss the movie, we went to the other side to get a Taxi. We were driven to the mall, and were so early that we decided to go in there beforehand. Tim and the boys got their hair cut. Zach cried about it a lot first, but eventually Heloise carried him to the chair, and I got him talking while the girl finished cutting it. We walked through the mall, not stopping anywhere. People argued about which way the movie theatre was, so I stopped and asked someone. People decided not to listen to that person, stopped at the dollar store, and walked back out the way we had gone in. Once realizing we were in the wrong place, and walking in the wrong direction, Tim, Heloise and Josh started worrying they were going to miss the start of their movie. Tim ran ahead to purchase the tickets. When we got there, he was only just buying them. I went to get my popcorn, and as Tim had bought the boys drinks at the dollar store (which I didn't agree with), I figured they weren't supposed to be getting anything else. I finished paying, and Tim came over. He started talking about how much I paid, and was implying that the boys had already been taken care of. Not willing to share ANY of my popcorn with the boys (selfish I know), I said well MINE was...and told him the cost. Luckily he got the hint. I explained to Heloise afterwards that I didn't realize the boys were having anything, or I would have paid. She said it was fine, as they didn't even know til the last minute what they were having if they were having anything. She helped carry Zach's stuff into the theatre, Nathaniel, him and I got settled, and she went to "Alice in Wonderland" with Tim and Josh, while the 3 of us watched "Diary of a Wimpy Kid".

At one point during the movie, Nathaniel had reached down to get some popcorn. He had left his bucket on the floor, so I didn't think anything of it for the first few minutes. Then, I looked down to realize he was eating popcorn off THE FLOOR! EWWWWWWWWWW! I told him not to do that, and he looked at me and said "Sorry...I didn't know". How could you not know that that's disgusting?!?!?!! Anyway, disgust aside, the movie was great. It was very well done, and the boys loved it. The movie ended, and the 3 of us met up with the others to walk back to the bus stop. When we got there, there was a discussion about the "stupid Canadian bus system". The conversation was much like the one about the "stupid Canadian traffic lights/crossing the street system". I ignored it for the most part. When the bus came, Nathaniel, Zach and I sat at the very back and played "I Spy" for the entire ride.

Back at the hotel Zach had come into my room again. It was soon decided that the boys were going swimming, and although Zach wanted me to go down and watch, I had other plans. I turned on the hockey game, and between the 1st and 2nd periods I ran over to the airport to get myself a Starbucks. Dreading passing the pool on the way back, I walked so that my chest would be hiding the coffee, and hurried to the elevator door without even looking to see if they were still in the pool. A door opened, but no one had seen me so it closed before I could get in. My foot didn't set the sensor off, so I quickly pulled it out before the doors shut again. I caught the next elevator, and heart racing, turned the corner to the hallway leading to my room. I snuck past their door, and into mine, shutting it lightly. My heart was still racing, but I was happy no one had spotted me, and I was back in time for the start of the 2nd period!

I finished my coffee, and was watching the game when Josh knocked on my door. He told me we'd be leaving for dinner in a few minutes. All of my stuff was packed already, and there was only a minute and a half left in the 2nd period, so I thought we'd be ok to stand there and watch it. Well, he was interested, but after a couple of seconds he went to knock on the door next door to ask his parents something, and he soon came back in tears because no one was answering. I told him it was ok, we'd go see if they were already waiting in the lobby. Sure enough, the elevator doors open, and there they are. I told Josh on the way down that he knew his Dad doesn't wait for much, and I was sure that's where they would be. We all went over to the airport to see if we could get on a flight, and the lady at the BA counter told us we had time for dinner. We went on a hunt for a restaurant, and eventually, after debate, a full Kelsey's and a closed Harvey's, we ended up at Montanas. We ordered our food, and while Heloise took Nathaniel and Zach to the jungle gym, I got the bartender to switch the Chicago game we were watching, to Ottawa. We ate faster than ever before, and were out of there quickly to see if we could get on the next flight. I was hoping we wouldn't be, and we were all planning on coming back to Montana's for a delicious looking huge dessert to share, when the lady at BA would tell us we couldn't fly. Well, we hoofed it back, and with the intensity of the game still in me, all the food, and the brisk walking...I felt like I was going to be sick. We stood there for quite a while talking to the other passengers in the same position as us, and just as we thought they were approaching to say the flight was full...the BA lady called our names. I was soooooooo upset! We followed her to the counter and she explained that it was up to us if we took the seats on tonight's flight, or kept our booking for tomorrow. The difference, other than the days, was that none of us would be sitting together. I was hoping Heloise and Tim would say we couldn't do it because of the little ones, but for some reason, they didn't care and wanted to get home. We put all our bags through. I called my Mom and tried not to break into tears in front of everyone. We went through security where Nathaniel and Josh stupidly joked about a bomb around my neck (being hidden in my necklace). While the security guy watched us, I told them it wasn't a smart thing to say that word anywhere near airport security, but part of me was wishing the security guy would say he had to question me or something, and then I'd miss the flight and not be allowed to go back to England. That didn't happen.

We walked to our gate, and from there, I could just make out that hockey was on a TV screen in a restaurant. I knew it was the Sens, but couldn't tell which way who was going. My Mom was sending me updates, and they were in 2nd overtime. We were asked to board before I saw the result.

Josh and I sat separately, but each in the traveler's section of the plane which seemed to be a step up from economy, and I guess one step down from business class. "Not too Shabby" I thought...until a guy came to sit next to me. He was about my age, and was slamming the overhead compartment down - it wasn't shutting - as he was climbing over me to get to his seat. He didn't let me get up and out for him. When we began speaking, I thought I must have misjudged him. Maybe he didn't mean to draw so much attention to him when he got on, and didn't mean to have everyone making faces and smirking behind his back...

My opinion soon changed. He started talking about drinking lots of wine and getting drunk on the plane. He said his plan was to drink about 4 bottles, and then fall asleep. That didn't happen. Sorry, that's misleading. He definitely got drunk enough that at the end of the flight he was swearing and speaking loudly, and getting on my nerves...but I don't think he ever fell asleep. You see, I had fallen asleep. I had been woken up numerous times as he literally jumped over me to go to the washroom, probably the same amount of times, as the amount of bottles he had around him...but I had managed to have an interrupted sleep of about 7 hours, which wasn't too bad. He had hit me a couple of times with different things, and I was getting annoyed, but I didn't open my eyes to do anything about it. When I did wake up, there was a coke can on my legs, and there were empties stuffing the pockets in the back of the seat in front of him. He turned to me, told me he was amazed or impressed that I had managed to sleep for what was most of the flight. He then asked (while I was still eating my breakfast) if he could get out for a second. I went to put my tray up and everything and he was like "oh no it's totally fine, just put your tray like that, and I can jump over you". YA! I KNOW! I thought. YOU'VE ONLY DONE IT ABOUT 20 TIMES ALREADY! Off he went. When he returned, he told me how ashamed he felt cuz he had these empties all around him. Then he said "Oh well, I always think, as long as I'm not bugging anyone, it doesn't matter". I stayed pretty quiet, just smiling and nodding. He then proceeded to swear about England, effin this and effin that about the fields, while the little - perhaps 5 year old - girl I had been conversing with at the beginning, was within ear shot. Muppet.

The plane came to a stop, Josh and I got off and took the bus to the terminal to wait for the others. They arrived, and we got out with our luggage pretty quickly. On the drive home, everyone complained about traffic. I was confused as I thought about how little traffic there would have been, had we of waited for our scheduled flight...but again...I kept quiet.

3 hours later, we arrived at the house. I put everything in my room, said hi to my Aunt and Uncle, and made a mocha. After they left, I came upstairs, washed my hair and got into bed to type this and speak to my Mom on Skype. Luckily I'm tired right now. I don't think I'll have a problem with jet lag as it's 10:20, and I'm ready to sleep. So, before I get a 2nd wind and ruin it all...I will say Good Night xx