Today we flew from Toronto to Winnipeg. We were going to take the train, but the flight was less than a third the price with ‘Flair Air’… sounds super legit right? For those that don’t know me well, I’m really not a fan of flying, so taking a crappy airline was a big step for me. We were also on one of those Boeing 737 Maxes… you know, the ones that crashed twice in recent years? Yay, my fave.
Summary of the day:
– Worked (6 hours)
– Headed to the airport with our really-hope-we’re-not-over-the-limit luggage.
– Discovered that the really-hope-we’re-not-over-the-limit luggage, was, indeed over the limit.
– Pleasantly surprised that the lovely check-in lady let us off for our only-just-a-little-over-the-limit luggage
– Flew, didn’t die*.
– Now in Winnipeg in a very nice AirBnB.
*Note on death: Not aware that we have died. Feel free to do a quick Google to check (Flight F8311). If we did then you’re more than welcome to be significantly creeped out & hello from Ghost Ceri. 👻