|Me on way to board propeller plane back to Philadelphia|
I'm back home folks!
I see my last post was my last day in Hamilton, Ontario. Oh so much has happened since then.
Pat and I returned to his home in Toronto. We attended the Canadian National Exhibition, also known as "The CNE."
The crowds, lights, sounds, rides, games of chance, food, smells, and (did I say?) CROWDS!
Then "home" and visits to our favorite restaurants like Aroma, Udupi Palace (Indian), the Big Carrot. This is my third trip to Toronto to visit Pat and we always have to visit these restaurants. My trip to Toronto wouldn't be complete without these visits. Pat did try to take me to a few new restaurants but that didn't work out. One restaurant that he was especially anxious for me to visit was the Swiss Chalet. That didn't work out because as soon as I discovered a two month old "baby in a basket" that was at the table across from us, I got up and left. I told the hostess "I don't eat at restaurants with babies in a basket." I prefer a dining without the smell of baby poop and ear piercing screams of a baby that doesn't want to be in a restaurant. I also don't dine at restaurant where the Mother breast feeds her baby at her table which is what happened two years ago when Pat and I were dining at the Cafe Azafran restaurant in Rehoboth Beach. Please excuse my rant but I just don't understand why parents bring their babies to restaurants. Can't they afford a baby sitter or do they think their "miracle from God" is so precious that they want to share their baby with other patrons in a restaurant. Again, my apology for my rant. Back to my trip.
Yesterday Pat drove me to Buffalo to catch my prop plane back to Philly. Prop plane? I felt like I was in the final scene from "Casablanca." What's with the prop planes? However I was told by one of my fellow passengers that American Airlines is phasing out the prop planes and replacing the with jets. About time I would say.
|My fellow passengers boarding the propeller plane at the Buffalo airport yesterday morning|
The weather was perfect at the Buffalo airport. In fact, all week the weather was ideal. Wow! I sure did luck out. By the way, the Buffalo airport is probably the best airport I've ever been in. Clean, efficient and plenty of outlets for charging my digital devices (iPhone and Macbook Air). Unlike LAX, which (and I can't believe this) has almost NO outlets for charging smart phones or other digital devices.
|Me waiting ann charging my iPhone at the Buffalo airport.|
I paid a little extra to get a good seat on the prop plane back to Philly. Check out these cool videos that I took of my view right next to that propeller. Of course the thought crossed my mind what if I saw one of those propellers drop off? This thought was especially on my mind because, while waiting to board my plane, I was talking to another airline passenger who told me that the front wheel fell off his plane departing from Chicago! You just never know folks when your time is up. Thankfully my fellow passengers and I arrived home safely yesterday in Philadelphia.
My ride was waiting for me at the baggage pickup point. Our two hour ride back to southern Delaware was on traffic free roads, unlike last year when I made the mistake of returning on Labor Day. Never again will I make that mistake.
Bill was waiting for me when my ride drove into my driveway. I was home. Oh, and the heat and humidity was back. Now I know I'm really home.
Always good to get away folks but always good to get home again.
Many, many thanks to my host in Canada, my good friend of three years Pat.
Thank you Pat for being so patient with me and treating me to one of the best holidays I've ever had. Your reward is waiting in Heaven.