I asked students to send me news of their adventures, some words and photos, so I feed this blog until everyone is back home. A few days ago I received this e-mail recounting the long (very) long journey to the land of "3 Colombian "***. A return to full rebontissements worth being told in full!
*** Editor's note: The "three Colombian" these are the three students who passed through the Toronto and Bogota to prevent U.S. Customs because Ioana is not (yet) a Canadian citizen. Even for a short stopover in the U.S. she must have a visa. It was easier to find a flight that skirted (or flying) the problem.
I leave the floor to Jessica, one of the Columbian:
After spending a few days in the remote Amazon, our three Colombian spies find themselves finally "ready" (forced) to return to Canada ... A new mission awaits them there, to survive summer jobs ... In short, nothing exciting.
Arrivals at the airport with their big bags, made heavy by a bottle rum and 200 cigarettes, the three spies learn that their flight Quito-Bogota ... no more! So very bad mood, they embark on an earlier flight than expected to Bogota. Since they already spent six hours in transit, seven, it's a little swearing, especially in a Bogota airport that is as exciting ... Finally, already used to the cons-time Latin America, they finally take it zen ... But more
stop this advance, the more innéficacité system arises. In Bogota, Air Canada has only a tiny kiosk that only opens once every day! So of course when it is closed we arrive. We hang out at the airport and then trying to deal ... "Um, how 20 000 pesos worth in American money?". Briefly, the foaming time. Check
counter to six hours to finally get rid of our luggage, we discover that we were misled ... The counter opens much later ... to seven hours, but in times of Colombia. In the queue, we meet our future partner flights crappy, Carmela, a Colombian who goes to Canada six months to perfect her French and learn English. His parents approach us almost immediately when they hear a few words of French, and ask us if we can watch over her and give a boost to the language and operation because it was his first trip. While we accept and welcome a fourth Colombian spy (ironically the only true!).
So we finally passed the record (which was more like at customs: "Are you carrying firearms?") To finally get stranded in the departure lounge ... Maude slept on the floor and Basic Instinct played on television when there were children in the room ... Ioana was shocked. Briefly, the loading would soon begin when suddenly our bad luck has decided that everything would otherwise. The Colombian military police arrived and made everyone leave the room for a security check again ... GRRRR.
So we go out, and when we eventually re-entering the room, boarding had not started when our plane was taking off normally at this time (11 pm Normally we sleep for three hours already!). When everyone finally got through customs (because they found nothing ...), we still have cravings crowned because everyone is impatient and everybody wants to pass everyone, This only slows down the boarding because the hostesses want do that in good and due form. We finally end up going into the plane and surprise! Two people are sitting in our seats. After having dealt kindly to what they choosing it and placing then, we discover with horror that we are registered on the same places ... In short, we are five in this situation and we foolishly expect the hostess to return to see what happens. She finally returned and we Garoche around holes ... I'm stuck between two strangers. A sympathetic Madame ... and a gentleman who had drunk the wine to air! Finally, we leave, but with two hours late !!!!!!!! We now know that we missed our flight Toronto-Montreal ... But we need not worry, there are flights every hour ... No?
Arrivals in Toronto, we retrieve our luggage and the Colombian. It is eight o'clock in the morning. We arrive at the boarding desk to be told that we will probably have problems getting a new flight ... Because all the flights to Montreal have been canceled yesterday because of thunderstorms !!!!! (Editor's note: This was also the Canada Day!)
Then she put us on standby! This time it is the height, we are stuck in Toronto, just an hour from our bed! We look so sad the first two flights from us and without a flight attendant told us when everything is full for the day and that we should go to customer service Air Canada. At the counter, there is a monster file and everything moves slowly. We finally manage to speak a little lady with Air Canada. It tells us that everything is full for the day, but now we decide it's going to be done fooling around. It therefore urges and eventually we find four seats on a flight at seven o'clock in the evening!
short, we had to deal ... we entertained the Colombian (I brought with me to the airport bookstore to browse books about Canada ... In short, the kind of crap we do to pass the time, including going to brush teeth and hair to the toilet several times, place a mattress in a departure lounge, pretending to be in a huge mall and we are really tired, think of buying a pen " Canada, "pretending to be Canadian prairies and play tic-tac-toe in giant modules for children ... In short, nothing that we can be proud ...
So this time, several hours later and with a bit too much unnecessary giggles, we almost left on time ... To finally get past ........ drum roll ........... 30.5 hours in transport !!!!!
So that for long, long, long history of Colombian ...
I hope never again to travel with Air Canada ... We were so exhausted ... But we made a new friend and we enjoy him discover the pleasures of Quebec ... If we did not too traumatized ...
Here we made it safely and I am already nostalgic for Ecuador. I drank too much juice honeydew melon in two days and I was a little too excited when I realized that my
bag of plantain chips came from Ecuador ...
Finally, I already feel the call of the trip and I Peru said that it would be pretty good for next summer ... and for that matter, why not cross back to Ecuador a few days ...
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