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- Apr 8, 2005
Yay!
Jill in CO
Thanks, Jill!
A free ZD or two to anyone votes that T-Man owes me dinner!
Yay!
Jill in CO
Thanks, Jill!
A free ZD or two to anyone votes that T-Man owes me dinner!
Hey look! It's me!
just for the record I wanted to go in the disney store!
and I vote yes for the bet! So can I get a ZD????????????????????????????
I don't know about Canada, but her we can call for dismissal without needing a jury.
So yes, it does get more fair than that. I call for motion to dismiss this case due to lack of evidence. If the court refuses to grant my dismissal then I have the right to trial. Can't just jump straight the sentence.
And I also formerly request a motion for an immediate dismissal due to the badgering of the jury by Ponzi for calling them "poops" if they vote 'NAY."
Not only is it too late, but you will never, never be offered free ZD's again.
Like EVER. At least not from T_Man.
My services are available for a flat rate, say unlimited ZD's or dinner at V&A, eh.
Jill in CO
Yay!
Jill in CO
A free ZD or two to anyone votes that T-Man owes me dinner!
great chapter ponzi! I thought sure you would miss your flight.
the story about your dad reminds me of the time I had my dad take steve home from a downtown chicago hospital a day after his initial foot surgery. nebo said he barely survived that ride home, my dad going about 45 on the expressway.
ok, one question: is tipping cabs the same as tipping servers in Canada? I was thinking maybe she the dispatcher was mumbling cause of the 5% tip? dont' kill me now!!! just askin'. (cause in the usa I always tip 20%)
I cannot imagine such a long layover and long flight! yikes!
I can't wait to hear what happens next!
Hey look! It's me!
just for the record I wanted to go in the disney store!
and I vote yes for the bet! So can I get a ZD????????????????????????????
I have no idea when this turned into a trial, but I object.
No evidence has been provided of alleged bet. I move for a mistrial due to prosecution bribery.
One thing to keep in mind, there is also an appeals process. And you know how long those can drag out.
My TR... My rules...
My TR. Motion denied.
Duly noted.
Keep in mind; rules only apply to those who choose to partake in this TR.
Since T_Man chooses to march to the beat of his own drum.
I DON'T NEED RULES!
Whoopsie! I can't afford to lose any readers!!
Case dismissed!
(Dang I hate a good argument sometimes. )
Wait... does this mean I get a ZD from you instead?
I vote yay also
great post Ponzi and man your girls just get prettier by the day.
Pkondz, great chapter!
I know, I know I'm late.
I've had a string of really early mornings at work combined with late afternoons and with a teething baby....heck, I just might be able to actually sleep in coach if I were there now. That's when you know you are tired!
What a layover! I think my longest layover has been 5 hours, which was a tough haul for me. I always feel so restless....I just want to feel the forward progress, you know? I don't think I would handle purgatory too well!
And if I can interject my opinion, I always vote on drawing out the Nebo/degrees of Kevin Bacon TRs. I feel like we are all friends and it's great to get to share and talk to you all.
I know I need to catch up reading the Thumper's TR. It's been so busy. Hopefully the Thumpers know I love them!
Wait, wait, wait! You know you will be getting, yes, let's use the word despite the risk of psychological trauma as a result of withdrawal, zebra domes, from me. Especially now that we have the ND route figured out. The only limitation we have is getting me back to WDW so I can send them to you and your family. Consider it one of my missions. And there's also the offer of "eat your weight" in zebra domes at Boma dinner someday.
Loving your trip report so far!
I am not sure how I missed the most recent update
It seems that any air travel can make or break a vacation You either start off on the right foot with a nice flight there or are more anxious to get there with a horrible flight. Then coming back can either be a breeze or you have a terrible flight and end up more excited to come home
I can't wait to hear about Paris!
Who knew it was so hard to get to Paris?
Anyone interested in getting this TR headed out the front door?
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Oh, wait! There's someone waaaaaay in the back waving!
Someone wants to read this TR!
Somebody out there is interested!
Somebo....
oh.
Hi mom.
Oh what the heck. I'll write about it anyway. At least my mom will be happy.
Then again, she was a teacher and principal for all her working life, so maybe she just wants to correct my grammer.
grammar.
(Thanks mom.... boy, that was quick!!)
So we're over at my folks for dinner a few days before the trip and Mom asks how we're getting to the airport.
"Oh, I'm just gonna call a cab."
"Well, what time is your flight? Dad could drive you."
"It's pretty early. Flight's at 8:30am and it's an international flight so we probably have to be at the airport at 6:30, which means we have to leave the house at 6am."
"Your father's always up that early, he can drive you. It's not a problem."
At no time did my father chime in as to whether or not he wanted to do this.
This is the way wives are.
Pretty sure it's universal
At any rate, Dad will be picking us up at 6am.
Now, I know my dad and I'm sure of two things.
1. He really is happy to do it. and;
2. He will be early. Anywhere from 15 - 30 minutes early. I don't care, I'm not going to be rushed! Nope. I said 6am and darn it, 6am it will be!
August 2nd. Bright and early....
I can't speak for the rest of the fam damily, but I for one wasn't 'bright'..
We start getting ready to go and I'm doing last minute checks.
"Hey, Ruby. I didn't bother to try checking in for our flights 'cause it's an international flight with a connection... but what the heck. I'll give it a try."
Worse that can happen is it tells you you have to check in in person, right?
So I pop on the computer and log into the AirCanada website.... find the reservation number.... hmmm... need the passports. Got 'em right here...
Right now, you're fearing the worst, aren't you?
You think that the flight's been cancelled, or I somehow manage to cancel our reservation or there isn't one, or something, right?
Well, everything went just fine and I got us checked in and the boarding passes printed.
Easy peasey.
However.......
One last check of the flight times....
What?
Our flight leaves at 7:50am not 8:30??
Whoops!
That's never happened before.
I guess I got 8:30 stuck in the ol' noggin and just took it as gospel. Oh, well.
Sure enough, Dad shows up about quarter to six and we start stuffing suitcases and people into the van.
Cue Indiana Jones MusicThe adventure starts.
This is the most dangerous part of the trip.
No, no, no. Not the plane ride, silly. My dad driving us to the airport!
Dad's in his early 80s now. And he never was big on those little niggly details of driving; like using mirrors, turn signals or doing shoulder checks. He likes to look around while he drives too. If that means occasionally drifting into someone else's lane... well... He's paid taxes for 60 years so he basically owns the road, right? What do you think you're doing, driving near his turf, anyway?
We start off down the road and within two minutes, Dad's already managed to get one wheel up onto the curb as he drives along and looks around.
away[/I] from pile ups... but he's seldom caught up in them.
We line up for the obligatory cattle branding and Ruby mentions that I should take off my belt.
"Nope. I've done this before and the belt doesn't set off the bells and whistles."
We find our gate and settle in until they start boarding.
A short while later, the PA comes to life and they announce the familiar spiel:
"This is a pre-boarding call for Air Canada flight 260 to Toronto, all first class, business class, elite class, business elite class, elite first class, star alliance, pretentious, entitled, self-aggrandizing and ego inflated passengers may now board and look down your noses at everyone else that's staring at you with envy and lust.
I'm not making that up.
Well, okay. the part about "elite first class", I made that up.
But the rest is 'spot on'.
We have two major carriers in Canada with Air Canada being the largest of the two. WestJet is the other one. And is a much, much, MUCH more fun airline to fly with. One time when I was flying with them, after Air Canada had made their pre-boarding announcement, our WestJet gate attendant made a similar announcement. It went something like this:
"This is a pre-boarding call for WestJet flight 123 to Ottawa, anyone with a credit card, or a club membership card or a library card or any type of card at all may board at this time."
They actually made us show them a card before they'd let us on!
Once all the rich folk were aboard the section of the plane that would be destroyed first in the event of a crash they then boarded anyone with small children or people requiring more time to board.
I looked at Ruby, we both looked at 12 year old Kay and we sadly shook our heads. Maybe we could adopt?
Or borrow someone's kid?
The flight to Toronto is uneventful... except for one little thing. I hadn't seen Ironman3 yet, and was pleased to see it offered as one of the inflight entertainment options. I watched 3/4 of it and was going to watch the rest on the next flight... but it wasn't offered on the overseas leg.
We arrive in Toronto a little over two hours later.
We now have an eight and a half hour lay-over.
So what do you do? Well guess what? I have a sister that lives in Toronto! I hardly ever get to see her. She comes to Winnipeg every Christmas (hasn't missed one... ever) and also comes once during the summer... usually end of July/beginning of August...
Yep. She's in Winnipeg, while we're in Toronto!
There's a large mall close to the airport, so we decide to hang out there.
We walk out to look for a cab and a limo driver asks if we'd like a lift.
Hmmmm.... go in style?
"How much?"
"$45."
"How much would a cab be?"
"About the same. Maybe two or three bucks less."
Uh, huh. Sure.
We take the cab.
$45 just to go around the airport.
Not gonna happen!
The cab costs $41.... $43 after tip.
He gives me a card with the company number and tells me to call about half an hour before we want to leave for the airport. At least the return trip is solved.
At the mall, we engage in that time worn and tested activity that most girls love.
shopping.
Or as I prefer to call it.
Hell.
Oh, well. Beats sitting on my duff at the airport for 8 1/2 hours.
barely.
Kaitlyn mentions that she doesn't really have walking shoes (what?!?!?... oh... yeah... she did mention that once a month or so ago),
We did see a Disney store, though. Does that qualify as an excuse to put this over on the trip report board?
What? No, we didn't go in.
Eventually, the ladies are shopped out and it's time to return to the airport.
Just gotta call the cab company and we'll be on our way. I need to find a payphone, or borrow a phone so I can make the call. We left our cell phones in Winnipeg since they won't work in Europe.
I get the family settled by an exit, take note of where it is and what it's near so I can tell the cab company and set out to find a phone.
I can't find a freaking phone!!
Geez! Not everyone has a cell phone, ya know!
Right, Smidgy?
Why I didn't just ask her to borrow their phone, I'll never know.
Oh, wait! I do know!
Cause I'm stupid!
Stupid! Stupid! Stupid!
"There's a payphone over by ______ store. Do you know where that is?"
"No."
"Continue down this hall for another six or seven miles, take a right at the intersection then walk another eighteen or twenty miles and you'll see them. If you see water, don't turn, it's just a mirage."
Four hours later, I find the payphones.
There's two of them.
A lady is using one of them.
This is my lucky day! There's one free!! Yippee!!
Why yes officer, I was using sarcasm there, thank you for asking.
I start the long trek back to my happy, rested family.
I think I saw the remains of a dead camel half buried in the sand as I trekked back.
"Okay everyone! Get on your feet!"
"Is the cab here?" Ruby asks.
Oh, I remember when I was trusting like that. Now I just can't get over the fact of how knave I was.
Naïve! (my mom's quick, I tell ya.)
"Nope. No cab. I've got something even better! A trip through the mall to customer service!"
At customer service I ask where the "taxi line" is.
"Go down this hall for 47 miles until you come to Target. Go in Target and stay to your right until you see the Exit. You'll see the taxi line when you go out."
I don't remember how much it was, but I do remember that it was a few dollars less then the trip from the airport.
We march up to security with boarding passes and passports in hand and the security wench asks me if I'd like to remove my belt.
I've played this record before.
"Nope. It doesn't set off the alarm."
I then march through the detector to a loud welcoming alarm.
Of course all the agents are looking at me as if to say, "Why couldn't you just take off the darn belt?"
After the always enjoyable body rub with surprise happy ending, I collect the rest of the red faced, embarrassed family and we head off to find our gate.
Quickly
Before they decide that a cavity search might be a better use of their time.
As we wait to board our flight, I look outside... and it's POURING rain out there. I can just make out the sound of thunder.
"Daddy? Can planes fly in the rain?"
"Yes they can, but all planes will avoid thunderstorms because the turbulence can be really bad."
The flight's a long one.
The kids get their first taste of airline food, which goes about as well as you'd expect.
They hate it.
Ironman3 is not offered as part of the inflight entertainment.
I encourage the kids to get some sleep, since there's still a long time ahead of us before we see a bed.
I know that Elle managed to sleep.
I know that Kay did not... which was a source of some amusement later on.
I know Ruby did.
I know I didn't.
I tried. I really did.
I turned off the TV.
I wore noise cancelling headphones.
I used a neck pillow... No! A deluxe neck pillow.
All to no avail. Ah well, I'll sleep eventually.
We land at last.
We're in Paris!!!
And that's where I'm going to leave the Ponzi family for now. Stranded at the airport until the next chapter.
Nobody ever foresaw a time when every freaking one had a portable phone...
Now I foresee a time when everyone has at least two! "Don't be caught without a phone! New Backup Buddy is just the thing for when your regular phone dies! Never be unconnected again! Never have to worry about the awkwardness of speaking to somebody face to face! Yuck! Who wants that? So play it safe! Get Backup Buddy today! Be extra safe and for a limited time, buy one get one half off!!!
He does seem a little bit cabin feverish...
Love that smiley!
Feel free, but perfection is hard to improve upon.
My, I'm feeling just a bit full of myself today, aren't I? (c'mon... I left the door wiiiiide open here. All ya gotta do is walk through it.)
Nope. They told me that they feel rejected by you and are very sad and upset.
But you'll always be loved here.
If you will all excuse me for a moment. There's something I need to do before I reply to this post.
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ah.
that felt good.
Now where was I? Oh, right.
Why do you think we havent gone? Besides the whole money issue and having no passports, and all
What? Im short
What am I? Chopped liver?
He doesnt have to. Mom already did it for him. He now is obligated under rule # 3,423 When children are in need, and you are too slow on the draw to speak up about helping, the wife/mother will speak for you, giving you the option to #1 go along with the plan the wife/mother has laid out, or #2, speak up regarding not wanting to go with said plan and face the wrath of wife/mother later when no one is watching. (See rule # 1 Wife/mother is always right).
Clothes check
Belt Check (T-Man always forgets this, we may need to start adding it to the checklist no matter where we go)
Toothbrush Check
Comb/Brush/Hair gel/Hairspray Check
Comfy shoes for walking check
Uncomfortable shoes for walking when I forget the other comfy shoes in one of the other hotels Check
Paperwork for reservations/flights/maps/etc Check
T-Man and Lady H T-Man and Lady H T-Ma Hey Howd that get on my checklist
Worth a shot right?!?!
See I had already forgotten the passports. I would have been halfway to the airport before thinking about them, and then panicking until finding them in my carryon.
Well that was anti-climactic
Thats what they all say It happens to everyone Ponzi, its OK
Now the question is Where did 8:30 come from, and why was it stuck in that ol noggin of yours?!?!
What, Indiana Jones not adventurous enough for a dangerous trip? Ok fine .Here
Adventurous Music
The best part is when he cuts everyone off to power merge into the far right lane to take the exit off the freeway, Continuing to wave to everyone who is honking at him.
Nope the whistles come after you take off your belt and are now showing everyone another side to Ponzi!
You forgot auspicious, narcissistic and egocentric, but Ill let it pass.
Said the boy who cried wolf! How will I ever believe you again?!
As long as lightening doesnt hit the tail end first where all the poor folk are
Ponzi meanders (sorry, I mean, sashays)
over to a family of 5 at the next waiting area
Excuse me sir and maam, My wife and I were noticing that you had 5 children with you, and you look like an adorable family. We were just wondering if you wouldnt mind, sharing on of your younger ones with us so we could get on the plane a little sooner than the other poor unfortunate souls who have to wait. We would only need him or her for a short time. This plane is only headed to Toronto, so you could pick him up there on your way to wherever you may be going. Im sure the pilot wouldnt mind a pit stop anyway. What do you say?
That sucks. Just as you get the chance to watch it, and then you cant watch to see what happens in the end. And thats the good part!
See, this is something I would never think to do, mainly because of Checkpoint Charlie. I refuse to have to be scanned any more than what is necessary. And once to me is unnecessary
$45 isnt bad actually for a limo. Sounds like a flat rate too. As opposed to the cabbies who like to go the long route to make it more expensive.
I was going to say, I bet it wasnt but Ive learned already on this TR, if you say the words bet in any sentence, the jury is seated before you can finish.
He is an Aries and will argue until someone folds or places him in contempt.
Just do what Brad Paisley and Andy Griffith do in that situation, Find a bench and wait on the woman.
I would have been curled up in a corner somewhere with my kindle, watching a movie or sleeping. But shopping works just as well.
Poor thing but I do have to say that while I feel for her, having to wait until she is actually on vacation in order to get the shoes, she could have just constantly badgered you over and over again for a month and got them a day or so earlier
Happy and Beautiful. You are going to have a heck of a time once they start dating Ponzi
Shopped out? Is there such a thing?
A payphone? Do those exist anywhere? I think I saw one in a seedy part of Albuquerque the other day on my walk, hunkered to the side of a gas station building. Whether it works is a completely different story.
Check Ponzi left his family of women all by themselves in some random spot outside the mall, with no phone, and no way of alerting him if anyone tries to mug them or kidnap them.
Smidgy has a cell phone just not a $1,000 phone that can do everything but tie your shoes for you kind of phone
Now the real question is, Why didnt the customer service people, service their customer by allowing them to use their phone to call the cab company?!?!?!
I was hoping you werent going to say that you found them right next to where you left your girls!
Could have had a limo Just sayin
Ok everyone together Because youre Stupid!
Just kidding You know I love you Ponz!
Well hello! You are going to Paris! Its a little further away that Montana! Maybe I was too quick to judge on that , you aint stupid, remark
Never been on a plane long enough to have airline food. But I have parents who have both been in the military, and have had my taste of MREs, if its any better than that It will do.
I have also tasted my own cooking Im still alive
Intrigued to read about Kay and the source of amusement
Great chapter Ponz! Cant wait to read more!!!
Unfortunately I am one of those who has two with her at all times. True, one of those is for work, but still...
Yeah, I'm getting him out of the house this weekend. Granted its for a memorial service for a friend of ours...but it's in a different city...does that count?
I've done my best...
I think Carol Kane said it best in my favorite movie, The Princess Bride...Liar!
We said no such thing...You know your skating on thin ice regarding those ZD's there buddy. I was about to tell you that even though T-Man may not be willing to share, I was willing to have a private meeting to sneak you some...but you know...
I think I must be the 1 in a million women who HATE shopping, sigh....
That a was an awesome breakdown, T-Man's Wife, BRAVO!!