Tuesday, September 08, 2015

Back Home





I'm back home folks!  

Yesterday I landed at Philly International Airport.  Bill picked me up.  Not right away though.  He was at the Departure section of the airport and I was at the Arrival section of the airport.  Nightmare time.

Yep, a lot of hollering and screaming on our mutual iPhones.  He's telling me to stand under the JetBlue sign, which I did.  But he couldn't see me, of course because he was an another section the airport.  I finally figured out where he was but I didn't know how to get there.


An unhappy Ron waiting under the JetBlue sign at the Arrivals gate - Bill was at the Departure gate

He asked an airport employee to retrieve my frustrated self and show me The Way.

I made it just in time before a policeman shooed him away.

Of course Bill was frustrated because he had traveled the 100 some miles from southern Delaware to Philly International in Labor Day traffic (my fault).  I'll never come home on a holiday again.

And I was extra frustrated because I had just spent an hour on the plane listening to a crying, whining baby.  I don't consider any of my flights complete unless accompanied by at the whine of a baby who doesn't want to be on a plane. I knew this was going to happen when I saw Mom and Dad and Grand Mom escorting their Little Darling (with a big yellow ribbon in her hair) to the checkin desk. I thought "Here we go . . . again."  Not to dwell too much on this subject folks, but almost every day of my stay in Canada, I was subjected to the cries, whines, wails and screams of little babies and young girls.  You think I'm kidding?  More videos will follow.  One exception was the last restaurant where I ate, a Vietnamese restaurant called inexplicable "King's Cafe",  where there were NO CHILDREN.  However, my dining experience was interrupted by a homeless woman who approached me from behind, layed out what few meager coins she had and begged me in a soft, piteous voice "Please sir, I only need 67 cents to buy a spring roll."  Pat tried to chase her away but I was weak and gave her several dollars. She gave me a big, wet kiss on the cheek.  After witnessing that Pat briefly considered finding a hotel room for my last night in Toronto.  




I know I risk boring my blog readers with my constant complaints of babies crying in restaurants (and planes) and screaming little girls. Those videos will follow in a future blog post, they deserve their own blog post.

I was so tired yesterday when I finally arrived home that I didn't even have the energy to unpack. But I was glad to be home.  As much as I enjoyed my vacation in Canada, and my always gracious and generous host (Pat), I was glad to be home.  Maybe the best part about going way, getting home.  

I slept so well last night that when I woke up this morning, I found that I hadn't moved.  Usually I toss around in my bed but last night, didn't move.

I have a lot of photos and videos to share of my stay in Canada.  I never did post most of my videos and photos from last year  from Canada or L.A. but I plan to post the photos I took this year. 

Next up is our trip to Los Angeles in January. 

As good as a time I had in Canada, it was somewhat saddened by the death of a fellow blogger, Jay Murphy ("Jay in VA"). Just another reminder of how fragile life is and how important it is for each and everyone one us, who has the opportunity to make every moment count.  We never know when an accident, health crises or someone who hates us will take us out.  So live today folks, for tomorrow never comes.

Me and Pat at King's Cafe in Toronto, Canada

16 comments:

  1. Hey Ron - nice post and I was finally able to sign back in. I've misplaced some sign in info of email accounts I thought I needed to post on this site and just couldn't get the right answers. Off topic - sorry. Yes - I find, like most people, one needs a rest after a vacation as often you push yourself more that normal - as we always do. Then bang - it hits you. But what a great time we had. Lots of fun and good experiences. Get ready for whiney babies on the LA trip.
    And I too am saddened by our loss of Jay. Only a short time with him - but very much enjoyed.

    Pat

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    1. Pat,
      Thank you for being the ever gracious host that you always are. Especially for putting up with needy me. A BIG THANKS!
      Ron

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  2. Another enjoyable blog post, Ron. I'm glad you made it home safely, despite all the airport hassles. I like the videos - - you did very well with the chop sticks (the last time I used chop sticks I was living in California - they annoyed the hell out of me).

    The only thing more annoying than chop sticks are screaming kids. There should definitely be "NO CHILDREN" sections everywhere on earth.

    You'll have to check out my latest post on my photo blog "Cabinet of Curious Treasures" It's all about the "joys" of children.

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    1. Thanks Jon! That airport hassle won't happen again. Bill now knows the different between ARRIVALS and DEPARTURES. For the first time I was thoroughly searched by TSA when I left Philly for Buffalo. I'll write about that experience of being felt up. First time I had to take my shoes off too. I must have looked pretty suspicious on that day.
      Hey Jon, I just can't take whiny, screaming and crying kids. I don't blame the kids though, again it's the parents or in this case the grandmother. I think they think everyone is as enamored of their Little Darlings as they are and thus they make no attempt to quiet down the Little Angels. Hey, I like kids - well behaved kids but bringing babies (under a year old) into restaurants (the kid doesn't want to be there) and the free flights for the kids (they should charge them double because of all they trouble they generate) is ridiculous.
      I only tried the chopsticks to show Pat I could do it. A big spoon serves me much better being the crude Westerner than I am who can shovel that food in my pie hole.
      I'll check your blog posting now. I'm just getting back to my normal routine here at home. I'm way behind on my blog readings, including yours.
      Ron

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  3. Welcome back, Ron!

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  4. Welcome home! I carry ear plugs in my bag, all the time, you never know when they will come in handy.

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    1. Earplugs! Good suggestion David. I can remember only one flight where I didn't have a whiny, crying kid on board. Earplugs is an excellent suggestion. That whining and crying is torture for me. Not for nothing I was born gay sans children.
      Ron

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  5. Anonymous11:33 AM

    I call it the chop stick diet, that Asian gift to us old forkers, the perfect way for to lose weight quickly and safely drug free. We can always use these pointy sticks individually, as necessary for basic survival, to spear those pesky broccoli florets. Who among us hasn't resorted to that creative adaptation?

    Bob in Cincinnati

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    1. Bob,
      I was eating vegetable stir fry rice and it was delicious. I could have eaten the whole plate but it was taking a long time. You're right, using chopsticks is a great way to diet.
      Ron

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  6. Ron,

    When I fly, which seems to be every other month now, I bring headphones and my Ipad so I can listen to music while I read. Then you don't hear screaming children or have to talk with your seat mates if you don't want to. Heading back to MN in less than a month and you can be sure both those items will be on the plane with me. Have to check a bag this time because it will be cold and I need warm clothes. The clothes and the suitcase will stay behind so on my December trip I will just need my purse and backpack!

    Welcome home!

    Cindy from Sonoma

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    1. Cindy,
      Using headphones is a solution I came to myself this afternoon. I literally cannot stand the torture of a whinny baby for the duration of a plane trip. I have a set of giant SONY headphone which I tested this afternoon and they cut out ALL sound. My next trip I will take those headphones. Five hours is just too long to endure the pain of listening to one of those whiny, crying babies. Another thing I came to during this past trip, I still packed TOO many shirts. I only used two shirts and that is all I'm going to pack for our trip to LA in January. If I need anything else, I can buy it in LA. I just need a sweater for those cool nights and enough underwear but other than that, I only need one set of clothes. No one will notice that I'm not a fashion plate. But I am glad I solved that "Crying baby" situation.
      Thanks for your suggestion! Good to hear from you again.
      Ron

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    2. Ron,

      My headphones are a large size as well. I have ear buds but they irate my ears. I would buy a beats headset, but it looks like I will move to MN in about six months so I am putting that on hold. I really don't care what anyone thinks of the ones I wear now as long as they block out things I don't want to hear. I have to admit that usually it is an obnoxious person sitting next to me that bothers me more than kids crying. I like my own private space, though I have to admit on my flight out last month I spent the entire time chatting with this most delightful lady which made the time fly. Sadly that's not the norm. Let's hope that the clothes I bring will keep me warm and they will stay there. Bill already found a snowsuit and heavy jackets for my following trip, and they fit me. I am a tiny lady with not much meat on my bones. I should be fine next month, but December could be another story.



      Cindy from Sonoma

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  7. To say 'There's no place like home' is demonstrably true. But that doesn't mean that home is therefore BETTER than everywhere else 'cos it never can be. Anyway, welcome back. (I'm late as I'm only just catching up on all those missed blogs).

    Btw: I'm sure they must supply spoons beside the plates of chopstick eaters just to tantalise the brave souls who are man enough to attempt the sticks. I couldn't manage anything like you were doing.

    - And don't get me started on screaming kids. My remedy would be annihilation. (100% effective!)

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    1. Thank you Ray. I do love my home though. However, it is always nice to get away if for nothing else than a change of scenery and that I don't take for granted the wonderful home that I have worked long and hard for and now finally have.
      By the way, at the Vietnamese restaurant the waitress did supply be with a big spoon but I felt adventurous and went for the chop sticks instead. Actually it was quite enjoyable, much to my surprise. However, I couldn't shovel as much food into my mouth as I usually do, which was perhaps a good thing.
      Screaming kids, especially little girls. I have a whole blog coming up on that and a long video. Incredible the screams those little girls can put out.
      Ron

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    2. I'll have to play that video of bawling, yelling kids with sound turned right down, or even off. It's a sure fire way to give me a hangover-like headache. Thanks for the warning.

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