and I should have stayed in bed. I went to work for a few hours, and that was fine...over before I knew it and had to head to the airport. Out of order on the parking lot meter was my first sign that today was going to be one of those days. Turns out that because it was broken, they were permitting people to stay for free because it was too much hassle deal with it in person...so that part was fine. It was downhill from there.
After waiting well beyond the departure time, we 20 finally boarded the plane, bound for Whitehorse, for a conference and visit with my daughter. It was a near direct flight, with one stop in Fort Simpson, just 15 minutes and we were on our way. 30 minutes outside of Whitehorse the captain comes on and informs us that due to mechanical difficulties they have to return to Yellowknife. Sorry for the inconvienence...DAMMIT! So after nearly 3 hours in the air, that afternoon, we turned back and headed home....the reason? So they did not have to fly a few mechanics in to Whitehorse and work on it there, as it was unable to take off again until repaired. Instead the airline chose to fly we 20 back to Yellowknife, put us up in hotels, pay for meals, and taxis, and then fly we 20 all the way across the territories. Explain to me the reasoning for that.
So we landed in Yellowknife just before suppertime. I tried texting my daughter from the air on my new cell, but they didn't send until just before we landed in Yellowknife. We had pockets of signal, but because we move so fast on a plane, it wasn't long enough to send them. She got them after she had waited for about 2 hours for me...they didn't even have the courtesy to notify people at the other end, and showed our flight as arrived so she thought I just didn't come. She finally got the answer and they then showed the flight as cancelled. I was less than impressed...and the airline agent took one look at my face when I informed her that I expected to be in Whitehorse tonight and what was the airline going to provide in order to make that happen, and brought me over to the manager. We had a chat. At first he said there was nothing he could provide tonight, that it wasn't going to happen and all they could offer was to go tomorrow afternoon at 1:45pm, but I helped him move past that. He spoke to his head office and came back with an offer. It wasn't a great one, but an offer nonetheless. They had a reciprocal agreement with another airline that does provide service that could get me to Whitehorse by 1am or later tonight. However I would have to fly to Edmonton, then Vancouver, then to Whitehorse and the longest I would have between transfers was 30 minutes, that he did not expect I could make, and in that event, they would just fly me back to Yellowknife and I would spend the night here anyhow. Um...thanks...at one point in my life I would have gotten to my destination at all costs, but the thought of spending several more hours in the air and still possibly not getting there did not appeal to me. So I took the free vouchers for meals and taxi and went the hell home, after arranging to fly on tomorrow afternoon's flight.
Met up with friends for supper (mine was on a $25 voucher for a local hotel restaurant from the airline) and the day didn't get any easier. While we had a pleasant visit, and my friends ate very well...my meal was troublesome. First the server/hostess rejected the first steak they cooked me - I had ordered it medium well done, which to me is the slightest hint of pink. They said it was too bloody, and told the cook to do another one. This time they brought it out, and it looked cooked from the outside, as they had charred it (not grilled it) but it was still bleeding inside...not at all cooked...WTF? So I told them I didn't want to try again, just get me the menu...and ordered the prime rib that one of my friends was working her way through...that at least looked cooked. One of my friends had offered me a piece of hers and it was delicious. Then they brought me a complimentary salad...caesar...which I despise and can't even manage to choke down. So I sent that back and ordered a house salad. Which he did not ask me for a choice of dressing and brought out about the only one I don't like - catalina or something red/orange like that. Sigh...so then he brought out italian...I did eventually get my prime rib, but not until after my friends had polished off their large meals, eating slowly hoping mine would show up...two were out having a cigarette by the time my food came...at least it was delicious.
After supper I went the hell home, and stayed there. I'll leave my car in it's parking space here and use the voucher to get to and from the airport now. Dammit...and see my gal tomorrow just after 4pm....I am so disappointed...I cried on the plane for pete's sake...I am also premenstrual and envisioned a mechanics wrench implanted in someone's eye socket. Don't get between a hormonal premenstrual woman and her child....
So after calling my girl, I have accepted that I won't see her for another 18 hours or so...I should have just stayed in bed today. At least I got a few photos...check out the buffalo on the tail...

