It was the longest trip that I’ve ever embarked on, but it
was definitely interesting. Getting from
Montreal from Charlottetown was the easy part, but the rest of the journey was
definitely an adventure. The Montreal
airport certainly was bustling for 6:30 in the morning, and Leila and I made
our way through the airport with no major hiccups. Two stories of interest there – two young
guys asked us to take their picture in the MTL airport, and I asked if they
were visiting Canada, seeing as taking a photo in an airport is a very touristy
thing to do. However, they just wanted
the picture to put on Facebook, and they were indeed from Canada
(whoops!). Montreal was also pretty
funny – Leila and I went up to the customs agent there together, not really thinking
about it, and he assumed we were “together” because we went up to the window
together…he had a pretty good chuckle about that!
Oddly enough, I think we heard 5 different alarms go off
while we were sitting on the plane in both Montreal and Newark…unnerving to say
the least!
Newark airport was interesting too. I don’t think I’ve ever been in an airport
that big, and it was a lot of fun to roam around in. We also ran into Mary-Elizabeth and Matt on
their way to Togo, so that was a pleasant surprise! We had a great meal in one
of the diners there (see pics from previous post) and realized that everything
really is BIGGER in the US J
We did a lot of people watching there, too, and at one point we saw a little
baby waving at Leila, which was super cute, and then watched the baby’s father
almost fall off of the moving sidewalk, which solicited some giggles from the
two of us. The only annoying thing about
the Newark Airport was that we had to pay for the wireless…but we couldn’t as a
result of not having an American service provider L
The trip to Stockholm was alright for my first flight across
the Atlantic. I was sitting with two
Swedish girls, who told me about Sweden and that I would really enjoy my time
in Jokkmokk (although they were surprised that I was going so far North). They also gave me tips for being jet-lag, but
I’m unfortunately still struggling with it.
Maneuvering Stockholm Arlanda airport was not very difficult, but was a
little frustrating because Leila was having a bit of trouble with the automated
check-in and had to wait in a line, where an incredibly rude man cut right in
front of her. Fortunately, there were
some lovely Swedish ladies in the line that noticed this and informed the man
of his rudeness.
Despite being tired we managed to make our way to the Lulea
bus station when we landed, and found the bus to Jokkmokk with ease. It’s been an exciting few days, and that was
just getting here! I’m sure that I’ll
have lots more to write about once I get the first week of teaching at the
Bokenskolan under my belt.
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