Flying Baby

Someone cut in front of my wife who was next in line for a bathroom stall at Pearson International Airport in Toronto. She exchanged horrified looks with a girl who was sporting a purple mohawk and also waiting in line. A 50-something woman was rude enough to disgust a girl with a purple mohawk. This sums up our overall experience at YYZ.

When you fly with a baby they make you hold her in your lap because she is too small to wear a seatbelt and they haven't come up with a better idea. Think about it; if you held your baby in your lap while you were driving in a car, an angry mob would appear and stone you to death. You're not even supposed to jog with a baby strapped into a jogging stroller with a 5 point harness until she's a year old. HEADLINE: "YUMMY MOMMY CRASHES INTO SWAMP, KILLING ALL PASSENGERS ON BOARD, WHILE JOGGING AT THE BEACH". Maybe air travel is safer than jogging.

On the plane a flight attendant instructed me to hold the baby against my chest during take off and landing, but you can't hold your carry on baggage against your chest during take off and landing. For the safety of passengers please stow carry on baggage under the seat in front of you. After all you wouldn't want carry on baggage flying around the plane, someone might get hurt.

Luckily the plane didn't crash on take off, oxygen masks didn't drop from overhead, and I wasn't struck by a flying infant. During the flight I held the baby on my lap, as instructed, and she seemed to be having a fine time. Then without warning and very rapidly, the guy in front of me lowered his seat back and struck my daughter on the head. Fun times over.

The Big Smoke

Clever name for a Torontario BBQ restaurant. The food was pretty good too.

Most Canadian City

Sometimes you visit a place that truly makes you feel Canadian, in fact it oozes Canadiana like maple syrup. During this Eastern swing of business meetings, I was lucky enough to visit a city that oozed just like that.

It is the birthplace of Confederation and the site of the first organized hockey game.

It was (and is because he’s buried here) the home of our beloved drunken forefather Sir John A MacDonald, the first Prime Minister of Canada. The man who after throwing up during a debate, uttered the famous words “ I get sick sometimes not because of drink or any other cause, except that I am forced to listen to the ranting of my honorable opponent."

It is where Canadian National Rock & Roll Anthem writing The Tragically Hip hail from.

It was the first city to be named the Capital of Canada and is the location of prestigious Queens University.

The famous ice skating canal Rideau has its mouth here.

It is the location of Fort Frontenac which survived a 2 month Iroquois seige in 1688 during the Iroquois War and was later captured by 3000 British Troops in 1758 during the Seven Years War. Destroyed and rebuilt both times, the fort is still occupied by the Canadian military to this day.

Put it all together and Ottawa comes to mind, but it isn't. Quebec City? Non.

This most Canadian of Cities is Kingston, Ontario.

First Flight

It went pretty well. She was easily entertained by all the people moving about on the plane, but all the action also kept her from one of her naps. By the time we landed she was exhausted and since all those distracting passengers and flight attendants were in their seats, I laid her across my lap while the plane taxied. She fell asleep just before the "seat belt" light went off and everyone jumped up to exit the plane. I guess a 5 second nap is better than none.