The pick up and drive to our villa

As we begin to feel the adrenaline rush once the plane nears the tarmac, The diary is super excited. Canada here we come. We proceed with the formalities and it's a surprise to me that the immigration is systematized. No human interaction unlike the immigration we had in Australia.
Soon enough we are picked up by my brother who stays here. His grin is evident on spotting us and is something which will be remembered for a long time.
Within moments we are on our way to our villa. It's late evening and Toronto's lights are shining brightly as we zip past them at breakneck speed we complete a half hour ride in 15 minutes.

It's around 8pm local time when we settle down and soon dinner pre-ordered arrives. The sun sets and after a quiet dinner we retire to bed.

The dragging flight to Toronto

The flight to Toronto seemed a bit longer than usual. It seemed to be dragging on and on.Despite watching 2 movie almost 6 hrs long it seemed never to end
All I can say is the bag of pretzels managed to satisfy my hunger. Food definitely tasted better on the second flight and I loved the variety I got. Nothing really noteworthy happens so the diary decides to stay put.
Then few hours later after catching a few winks we get the Captain's announcement. We'll be touching down soon on Toronto. The wait is over.

Arrival in London and the getting lost scenes

The flight arrives in London with a delay of about 10 mins. Apparently it was not given permission to land due to ATC clearance. Finally after that time pased our BA 118 makes it's arrival on the Heathrow Tarmac. As we walk out the massive Airport scores and scores of flights are lined up.

London from the window appeared so orderly and organized and that's what makes the difference. No wonder it's one of the most organized cities in the world

After we are dropped off by the shuttle we begin to feel the massive Airport. The airport is very strict in it's rules.

 One of the senior security members in the Airport bears a striking resemblance to a friend of mine back home. It almost left me dumbfounded as though it could be him.

Exercising his authority he begins to check every bag extensively. A man with baby food appears worried but he smiles when he is assured all his things would be given back to him. We aren't spared the monotonous checking either. Our own Bluetooth speaker was suspected to be something until it was given the green signal.

After all is cleared we head over to the shops that line the airport. As hunger pangs increase we catch up on some light meal. We get a moment of tension as Mom leaves the line. As time to catch the connecting flight to Toronto draws near tension builds we manage to regroup just in time and get on the flight


A noteworthy mark the diary would like state was presence of immense amount of static friction felt all over the London Airport which he felt, the railings of the escalator, certain door handles etc.

The diary also had a brief moment of going away from family until all was fine. The best part of the airport was the presence of a metro right inside which will take you from the security point to the terminal where the flight takes off. One of the diary`s parent gets left behind and waits for the next train to make it. We all luckily make it in time and are on our way to the flight to Toronto

The flight to London

As we take the shuttle to the flight, I'm lucky to find a seat and grab it quickly. People settle into the flight and the captain makes the announcement. Welcome to BA 118 we are flying to London, we will be covering the distance in 10hrs and 10 minutes.

For the next 10 hours and 10 minutes we are in the flight imagining what the trip would be like. 

Something s not good with my tummy and I suddenly find myself doing more trips to the bathroom as usual. Maybe overstuffing is never a good idea especially when the holiday has just begun.

Upon trying to settle myself I met a wonderful man, Tom Jerkins the chief steward who calls the shots in the cabin. He is very kind and quickly hands me oral rehydration medicine to treat my condition. But of course not before making me fill an incident form and giving me a bit of a scare. "Only formalities" he says with a smile as he notices my face turned pale. You'll  be ok son don't worry. He grins. 

Finally I feel better just with those words. I lay low with the food and am peaceful and happy for the rest of the flight

I'm leaving on a jet plane.

12th May 2019

After waiting for months the D-day a for our trip to Canada arrives

We wake up at the odd hours of 2 45 am and it certainly feels weird taking a shower and getting ready for the trip. 

The water is unsparing cold as well and refuses to set to a desired temperature. After a couple of tries I decide let's have cold water bath for a change. 

The diary`s sweetheart Sharon is here paying a visit and helps a bit in the packing.  Meanwhile shouts of hurry up are heard parents trying to rush me up. But I know I m well on course. I'm ready and the driver soon arrives. We grab all bags and walk out the door. Fido my pet tugs at my pants as he realizes we aren't going to be around for a whole month. 

I try my best to make him understand but it's time up. I walk out the door and in an instant we are off. 

We reach the Airport and quickly get done with the formalities. It's time to relax in the lounge for a bit and the early breakfast begins. As I sit down with my toast sausages  egg and juice I try to create the trip in my mind. It will be a great trip. 

Soon enough we rush out and catch our flight to London our first stop.