November 4th.
Awake around 7 o’clock a.m. to get ready to head to the airport.
Bring up the suitcases and double-check the rooms.
(We ended up not needing the extra suitcase we had bought so mom was going to return it for us.)
Three suitcases, a duffel bag, two carry on’s and a purse are what my life had been condensed into.
And plenty was left in my room to be retrieved/moved whenever that unknown time should come.
Crazy how much one person acquires in their room over 20 years.
Had to say goodbye to Rolo (my cat). π
Dad takes good care of her π
This day is going to be sad and long…
Left home for the airport around 8 a.m.
Seeing everything for the last time, for who knows how long, really makes you realize how much you like/love it.
The rooms, the house etc.
Pictures taken before all the tears could come.
Got our bags checked in, ordered from Tim Hortons for breakfast and sat down to pass the last half hour together.
Much as the timing was bad, my sugar cookie was actually fairly satisfying π
Goodbyes had to come…
Goodbyes are terrible, nasty, horrible, very bad things. π
Hugs and kisses, words of comfort and feelings, all cherished so much more than usual .
Mike and I went through security and of course have to turn every now and again to watch Mom and Dad through the glass and get in the last waves.
Rule: Never leave without waving.
I told Mike that since people always think I’m so young, they probably thought I was some little kid bawling her eyes out cause he was kidnapping me π
One more heart wrenching wave to Mom and Dad from up on the second level and we were off to our plane headed to Edmonton.
I slept a little bit, ears really hurt when landing since I’ve still been feeling under the weather.
We had around four and a half hours in Edmonton.
I slept four of them away π
Leaving home is tiring.
Mike got a booster juice and snack while I was sleeping, as well as rearranged some of our carry on items for better accessibility.
Once he woke me up we went to grab a bite before flying out to Iceland.
Beef dip and salad wraps to appease the stomachs before a six-hour flight.
Good thing, since they didn’t serve any foodπ
They do hand you mountain shaped, Iceland glacier water bottle and a blanket and pillow wait on your seat, but one can’t be expected to go six hours without even a snack..
The water tasted like normal tap water too, at least be as good as your branding Iceland π
Slept off and on.
Watched some tv.
The average lifestyle choices of a traveler.
Distance makes the heart π grow fonder but can’t quiet imagine howπ It was pretty fond of you to begin withπ Feels more likeπ
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