Today's post brought to you by jet lag.

I had quite the day yesterday.

This morning I woke up at 4am. I kind of rolled out of bed, into my clothes, brushed my teeth and got out the door to the airport.

Airports at 5am are a sort of zombie fest. Nobody is particularly awake, you see (except the flight attendants).

I got about an half an hour of restless sleep and a few nice pictures on the flight:

The Toronto Skyline at 7am through fog.

Terminal 1.

 We arrived at the Toronto airport a little after 7am (Toronto time) and found a bigger zombie fest. We then proceeded to find Tim Hortons. It was quite a decision to go into the Tim Hortons line, considering half the airport was also in the line. But alas, we just went with it. We wanted bagels and coffee and nothing, not even a marathon line, could stop us.

We had a little under an hour to kill before our flight to Victoria boarded, so I decided now would be the time to put myself together. More teeth brushing (with a questionably moldy toothbrush) occurred, I put on some make up and my glasses to distract from the whole zombie vibe I was giving out, and then the coffee kicked in. I was in great spirits for the next six hours or so. My mom and I then pondered whether one of the guys running past could pull off plaid-on-plaid.

The flight to Victoria was on a bigger plane than the one to Toronto. My dad was thankful that his head didn't brush the ceiling this time. My brother and I found this graphic on the emergency card amusing:

I'm not sure how much of the plane could actually muster up that leap.  

Whenever I get on day flights, I have no idea how to kill time. Reading a book doesn't keep my attention (probably due to the amount of caffeine keeping me alive when I travel), and I usually resort to listening to music. This time, I resorted to Sudoku. I have no idea how much time passed, but I worked my way through the levels until I gave up part way through the hardest one. Then I went for music and staring over my brother at the amazingly 2-D prairies and then eventually the mountains.

We landed in Victoria, after nearly twelve hours of traveling, just before lunch. It was weird, considering we felt like it was almost time for supper. We were met in the airport by a alumni from my dad's high school (in Kenya) who offered through a mailing list months ago to show us around Victoria and have us over for supper (today). Dorothy was really nice and brought us to a little restaurant that was part of the flight school. There were people in flight suits all around. I managed to eat half of a good, but incredibly large, burger.

After lunch we headed to our hotel in downtown and crashed briefly. We went exploring downtown in an attempt to find a drug store. We crashed a little longer, then went to Nando's for supper. After we went back to the hotel, I fell asleep at 7ish.

That brings me to now. Somebody forgot to turn off their 4am alarm from yesterday, but did change the time. I woke up and couldn't get back to sleep.

Hence the post title.

I'm pumped for seeing more of Victoria today. I always like cities.
Love,
-J-
Currently reading: Jane Eyre