Max and I made it safely to my parents's house Sunday morning, and it was so nice to see their smiling faces again. The flight was long and uncomfortable because of cramped seats and random French guy in the aisle seat blocking easy access to the bathroom, but we arrived in one piece which is maybe not the case for all those poor passengers on the Air France flight from Brazil that disappeared. Max and I have been watching religiously for updates, and I, like many others, am holding out hope that they are bobbing along in the Atlantic ocean in life boats - cold and hungry, but alive. The poor families and friends of these people must be going through hell right now waiting for any kind of information and let's just hope it eventually comes as good news. Accidents of all kinds happen every day, but it doesn't make them any easier to understand or accept.
On a less morose note, Max and I have been having a relaxing time since we got here and the sponsor of the week seems to be "Good Old Canadian Food" because we've done nothing but eat! My Dad cooked up some fried eggs and pemeal bacon the other day and we made bagel sandwiches which Max loved. We're taking him to the chinese buffet at Mandarin later this week, and my Mom plans on cooking a full out post-Thanksgiving turkey with all the fixins' because I didn't get to eat one this year. My days until the return (next Monday, already) are booked solid with outings, friend and family visits, shopping, dining...the time is flying by as I knew it would and I also know that when our return flight rolls around, I won't be ready to go back to France.
The weather has been cool but sunny so far and I'm not sure I should have packed so many tank tops and leggings. It was about 25 degrees Celcius last week in Paris and I had gotten quite used to it! Here, it's around 18 and my flimsy summer wardrobe won't hold up. Good thing my Mom is tiny like me so I can raid her closet to put on some warm stuff!
On Friday, my Dad, brother and Max and I are going to a giant Canadian amusement park called Wonderland (just like 6 Flags). Max went there the last time he came and loved it, so I'm sure he won't be disappointed to go again. It's just outside of Toronto which is about an hour and a half drive from my parents' place and it should be an awesome day.
I'm taking a lot of photos, so I'll be sure to post them on Facebook when I get back to France. I'm absolutely crazy about my mom's 2 little short-haired chihuahuas and can't stop snapping pics of them! I miss my little Pinch like crazy though...
Time for breakfast (coffee with CoffeeMate and a bagel with Philly cream cheese)!!