We pulled into the airport Sunday afternoon and I unvieled the final card up my sleeve for Julie… First Class airfare all the way to Canada!! The expression on her face was pure disbelief, and I had to convince her that we were actually in the WRONG check-in line. The one for first class passengers was much smaller and she made a comment about how nice it would be to have such a short line…then I caught her completely off-guard when I said that we SHOULD actually be there! The relief and surprise on her face was worth the wait.
12 hours later we arrived in Whistler to a light snowfall and about 0 degrees celcius (32 F).
We’re in Canada, eh!