Last week I enjoyed some unexpected benefits in my work and political connections!
Related to my work I flew up to Pickle Lake to work at our school there and enjoy lots of large, negative degrees--thirty-six of those Celsius degrees, and all of them below zero. As I got ready to leave, I connected with two others who were visiting the school on behalf of the ministry of Education and allowed them to pay for our cab to the airport. Unfortunately, they spend too much time in Toronto, so we arrived at the airport with ninety minutes to go, whereas in these small towns, fifteen minutes would have been more than sufficient.
As the taxi drove up into the service area, we amazed at how our security-sensitive types would blanch at the free access to all the planes. We saw a plane being readied for flight, and we hoped it would be ours, however, we were informed that it was a charter for the local Member of Parliament who was holding a town-hall in Pickle Lake that night. We trudged off the tarmac, carrying our bags into the terminal, and sat down to wait. In due time we heard the familiar drone of an airplane, and enjoyed the comment from the ticket seller/freight agent/airport manager/check-in clerk that our plane was early. Unfortunately, as we were to learn, it had lost some of its freight in flight--the front wheel! However, they landed without too much incident, but in short order the pilot wandered into our waiting room to inform us that the "plane had taken on a delay"! And while we tried to imagine what that might mean, he clarified that "it had gone mechanical"! What he meant was that due to the missing wheel, he had pondered and concluded that he didn't wish to try to take off! While we agreed with him, we also expressed our considerable interest in getting out of town.
Eventually the pilot returned to inform us that we were taking the MP's plane! Rarely do we enjoy such benefits from our politicians! But we enjoyed our release from the icy confines of Pickle Lake.
Related to my work I flew up to Pickle Lake to work at our school there and enjoy lots of large, negative degrees--thirty-six of those Celsius degrees, and all of them below zero. As I got ready to leave, I connected with two others who were visiting the school on behalf of the ministry of Education and allowed them to pay for our cab to the airport. Unfortunately, they spend too much time in Toronto, so we arrived at the airport with ninety minutes to go, whereas in these small towns, fifteen minutes would have been more than sufficient.
As the taxi drove up into the service area, we amazed at how our security-sensitive types would blanch at the free access to all the planes. We saw a plane being readied for flight, and we hoped it would be ours, however, we were informed that it was a charter for the local Member of Parliament who was holding a town-hall in Pickle Lake that night. We trudged off the tarmac, carrying our bags into the terminal, and sat down to wait. In due time we heard the familiar drone of an airplane, and enjoyed the comment from the ticket seller/freight agent/airport manager/check-in clerk that our plane was early. Unfortunately, as we were to learn, it had lost some of its freight in flight--the front wheel! However, they landed without too much incident, but in short order the pilot wandered into our waiting room to inform us that the "plane had taken on a delay"! And while we tried to imagine what that might mean, he clarified that "it had gone mechanical"! What he meant was that due to the missing wheel, he had pondered and concluded that he didn't wish to try to take off! While we agreed with him, we also expressed our considerable interest in getting out of town.
Eventually the pilot returned to inform us that we were taking the MP's plane! Rarely do we enjoy such benefits from our politicians! But we enjoyed our release from the icy confines of Pickle Lake.
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