I leave tomorrow for Saskatchewan...I hope the roads are good and that I can find some time to take some pictures with my new digital camera...my Christmas present...it should change the way my blog looks.
According to a soldier we prayed for this Sunday in Church, Canada is the only country that is on the Taliban's hit list that hasn't been hit by them. Coincidentally this is also the year that we will be travelling to Toronto a minimum of six times for sales meetings. (Toronto is thought to be the target city, because of the lax security measures) And after seeing "flight plan" I am not sure if I can actually get on a plane again and not feel that there is some sort of conspiracy going down. The movie used the shifty eyed stewardess motif to the max...I always thought they knew more than they were letting on.
Speaking of security measures, the last time I flew from Toronto home was last week. When I was in the cab I took note of what I was wearing and realised I had all the wrong stuff on for the metal detector. I was wearing a sweater with metal zippers up both arms, (no it is not for people who can't dress themselves), a belt I bought in Mexico with at least 25 silver medallions (Viva Zappatta!) on it and my John Fleuvong boots with no less than two zippers on each boot. (Note to self, talk to someone about this zipper thing!). So needless to say I was in a state by the time I got to the gate. I dumped ten pounds of change into the basket, took off my coat and plunged through the detector prepared to suffer the indignities of a strip search. Would you believe not a buzz or whistle, no red lights, no "take off your shoes", no "undo your belt buckle", no "take off your tacky tourist belt from Mexico". Nothing. Kinda makes me worry. I carried at least kilogram of metal through the metal detector.
"Have a great flight!"
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