Airport

Ready to go home. Well, ready and not ready. I love Toronto and always feel a bit sad when I have to leave. 

I was hoping this trip would bring clarity. 

Well, it has. But at the same time, made me more confused. 

Anyway, I had a great time. Between being poked and hanging out with radiation, I also managed to eat some delish food and see some really great friends. 

Miss them already. 

Why can't everyone just move to NS? I don't see the problem here. 

Excited to see the boys and Brad. Excited to sleep in my own bed; although the hotel bed (but especially the pillows) were pretty sweet. 

I just shoved five pillows under my clothes and walked out. No biggie. 

Cab drivers could learn to smile - that's fo sho. 

Ok, gots to go. Someone has to fly this plane.