Well... I ended up taking the last two days before Christmas as vacation. Leah and I went out to the airport on Christmas eve. It was a zoo - even the bus to the airport was crazy. After waiting in a line for around 2 hours, we discovered that our flight was upgraded from delayed to cancelled.
We kept hearing that all Halifax flights were full, and that our earliest next flight would be boxing day, if we were lucky. Eventually, I got super lucky, talked to the right person, and we ended up booked on a 6-something-am Christmas day flight.
We went home and set the alarm for 3-something. We got up and waited out for the late-night Bloor bus to the airport at 5 am. The bus never showed up!!! We got a different bus as far as Islington station, and then, after almost freezing whilst waiting some more, eventually took a cab to the airport.
Christmas in NS was good, despite the fact that I got the flu or something, and ended up in bed/on the couch for almost the whole time we were there. We played quite a bit of Mario 3, and watched the ends of a lot of movies that were on TV. It was good to see Leah's folks.
We made it back home at a minute or two before the new year. I have sort of continued to be in bed/on the couch since then, with short excursions. Leah is away today to play a Their Shallow Valley show in New Market.
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