These days it seems inevitable that flying anywhere will result in a story or two (specifically stories that involve lots of suffering). Promptly after arriving at the Prince George airport at 8:30 am, our flight (or mine, Keagan, Liam, and Sam’s flight) was delayed by several hours therefore resulting in us missing our connecting flight to Los Angeles. As a result, we remained stuck in Vancouver until 9:30 pm when we were finally able to hop on the next available flight. Thankfully we were able to escape the airport for most of that time and spent the afternoon wandering around Waterfront where we met up with Nicole who had taken the 6:00 am flight out of PG. My friend Tula even managed to come hangout with us for a bit which was exciting. 🙂
We finally made it to Anaheim at 2:00 am. We must have looked like a pitiful lot because we managed to score a room upgrade…
And then at last… sleep.
