Here goes
The adventure begins here
Or rather the story of the adventure begins here
Leaving home
My alarm woke me at 5:30 am. Which shocked me..I wasn't expecting to get any sleep at all. I showered & grabbed some breakfast. Quickly check I have my passport, tickets & stuff. Loaded the bags into the car & set off for the airport. Its cold, grey, miserable & for most of the 2 hour journey snowing. Luckily being the easter weekend theres almost no traffic on the road. I get to Heathrow & manage to take a wrong turn trying to find the carpark I've paid for. God I hate that place, I get lost every time
. after a 10 minute detour I get back on track & find the damn carpark. YAY!!!! Damn celebrated to early..I get to the entrance to be told the place has been overbooked & get given an upgrade to one of the business car parks closer to the airport. which means, inevitably, that I get lost again 
. Finally park & get the bus to the terminal.
All I have to do is work out how to check in using the self service machines. I find someone else who's just as confused & between us we work out what the hell we're doing.
No point hanging around so its off through the security checks, which only takes 10 mins to clear. Then its settle down in the departure lounge for the next 3 hours. The place is packed full with hardly a free seat to be had anywhere..my idea of hell. I grab some food. find a wall to sit against & check my email..notice Marvel has logged into msn. 
that helps pass the time nicely.. eventually say goodbye safe in the knowledge the next time I speak to her it will be in person CAN'T WAIT...EXCITED
What can you say about 9 hours on a plane. Its dull..very very dull. even my fear of flying doesn't take hold. well not for 8 hours 45 mins anyway. then I hear one of the attendants saying those horrible words "severe turbulence on landing" oh fucking great..I close my eyes, take deep breathes, in through the nose, hold, out through the mouth, try & relax..its rough, its shakey, we bounce a couple of times, but we get down intact
Arrival
The excitement is building by the second. I know I'll get to see her soon, very soon. get to the customs & wait & wait & wait..its sooo slow. I finally get called forward. my passport is checked, I smile, I answer the questions,
what is the purpose of you visit? I'm visiting a frend
have you visited Canada before? no
how long are you staying? 16 days
how do you know your friend? I met them online
have you met them in person before? no I haven't
Can I ask you to stop of at immigration please
so off I walk to immigration, I'm tired, all I want to do is see her & go relax. sigh
Theres only 4 other passengers waiting there. I'm starting to get worried. what have I done? why the hell have they sent me here? I get called forward by a rather large & intimidating guy with a very serious face who starts with the questions again.
how do you know you're friend?
how much money do you have on you?
do you have access to more money?
what are your plans for your visit?
can I see your flight tickets?
whats your friends name?
do you have her contact details?
where online did you met her?
how long have you known her?
He sits there in silence, looking at my tickets, my passport, back at me. he suddenly stands up says I'm gonna go give her a call. go collect your bags & then come back here. The stress levels go through the roof.
If I've come all this way only to be turned back for no reason, without even being able to see her. what the fuck have I done? whats wrong ?
I do as he says & sit there for what seems like hours but was probably only 15 mins or so before he calls me back to the desk. He's actually grinning this time which should have made me relax a bit but I'm so stressed I don't really notice. more questions
where online did you meet again? SG (he chuckles when I say that..I think he's heard of it
)
how long have you known her? a few months
what are your plans fot the 2 weeks? spending a couple of nights in Calgary then driving to Victoria. spending time there then back here for my flight home.
thats what she said too
I finally start to think maybe they're gonna let me in after all
He looks at my paperwork once more, stamps my passport & says enjoy your visit
Thats it...I'm in
I've still no idea why they made me go through immigration..I don't think anyone else from my flight had to
I'm shaking as I finally walk out & start looking around for her..it takes me a few seconds before I see her. she's seen me 1st & is already heading in my direction..damn shes cute..I think I manage a smile before I reach her & we hug. The whole thing is a bit of a blur..I'm shy at the best of times but I'm even more nervous & stressed than usual. damn immigration . I'm sure we talked a bit on the way to the car but I really can't say for certain..I don't even remember getting in the car. just sitting there as we stared at each other..my mouth & throat being unbelievably dry, being almost too afraid to reach out & touch her.
We get to our hotel..again I'm not sure how & I finally start to relax..not because I'm less nervous but simply through exhaustion..I'm too tired, physically & emotionally drained, to be capable of feeling nervous anymore.
We lie on the bed, close to each other, just looking, talking, touching, gently, quietly, almost as if we're not sure this is real..that maybe its a dream & any sudden moves or loud voices will wake us from a dream.
It felt pretty obvious to me straight away that... I belonged there..with her
She was everything I expected & hoped & dreamed she'd be & more. I'm not sure there's been any time in my life that I've been happier than I was right then
Thats all I'm telling about those 1st 2 days
The adventure begins here
Or rather the story of the adventure begins here
Leaving home
My alarm woke me at 5:30 am. Which shocked me..I wasn't expecting to get any sleep at all. I showered & grabbed some breakfast. Quickly check I have my passport, tickets & stuff. Loaded the bags into the car & set off for the airport. Its cold, grey, miserable & for most of the 2 hour journey snowing. Luckily being the easter weekend theres almost no traffic on the road. I get to Heathrow & manage to take a wrong turn trying to find the carpark I've paid for. God I hate that place, I get lost every time
. after a 10 minute detour I get back on track & find the damn carpark. YAY!!!! Damn celebrated to early..I get to the entrance to be told the place has been overbooked & get given an upgrade to one of the business car parks closer to the airport. which means, inevitably, that I get lost again . Finally park & get the bus to the terminal. All I have to do is work out how to check in using the self service machines. I find someone else who's just as confused & between us we work out what the hell we're doing.
No point hanging around so its off through the security checks, which only takes 10 mins to clear. Then its settle down in the departure lounge for the next 3 hours. The place is packed full with hardly a free seat to be had anywhere..my idea of hell. I grab some food. find a wall to sit against & check my email..notice Marvel has logged into msn. that helps pass the time nicely.. eventually say goodbye safe in the knowledge the next time I speak to her it will be in person CAN'T WAIT...EXCITED What can you say about 9 hours on a plane. Its dull..very very dull. even my fear of flying doesn't take hold. well not for 8 hours 45 mins anyway. then I hear one of the attendants saying those horrible words "severe turbulence on landing" oh fucking great..I close my eyes, take deep breathes, in through the nose, hold, out through the mouth, try & relax..its rough, its shakey, we bounce a couple of times, but we get down intact
Arrival
The excitement is building by the second. I know I'll get to see her soon, very soon. get to the customs & wait & wait & wait..its sooo slow. I finally get called forward. my passport is checked, I smile, I answer the questions,
what is the purpose of you visit? I'm visiting a frend
have you visited Canada before? no
how long are you staying? 16 days
how do you know your friend? I met them online
have you met them in person before? no I haven't
Can I ask you to stop of at immigration please
so off I walk to immigration, I'm tired, all I want to do is see her & go relax. sigh
Theres only 4 other passengers waiting there. I'm starting to get worried. what have I done? why the hell have they sent me here? I get called forward by a rather large & intimidating guy with a very serious face who starts with the questions again.
how do you know you're friend?
how much money do you have on you?
do you have access to more money?
what are your plans for your visit?
can I see your flight tickets?
whats your friends name?
do you have her contact details?
where online did you met her?
how long have you known her?
He sits there in silence, looking at my tickets, my passport, back at me. he suddenly stands up says I'm gonna go give her a call. go collect your bags & then come back here. The stress levels go through the roof.
If I've come all this way only to be turned back for no reason, without even being able to see her. what the fuck have I done? whats wrong ?
I do as he says & sit there for what seems like hours but was probably only 15 mins or so before he calls me back to the desk. He's actually grinning this time which should have made me relax a bit but I'm so stressed I don't really notice. more questions
where online did you meet again? SG (he chuckles when I say that..I think he's heard of it
)how long have you known her? a few months
what are your plans fot the 2 weeks? spending a couple of nights in Calgary then driving to Victoria. spending time there then back here for my flight home.
thats what she said too
I finally start to think maybe they're gonna let me in after all
He looks at my paperwork once more, stamps my passport & says enjoy your visit
Thats it...I'm in
I've still no idea why they made me go through immigration..I don't think anyone else from my flight had to
I'm shaking as I finally walk out & start looking around for her..it takes me a few seconds before I see her. she's seen me 1st & is already heading in my direction..damn shes cute..I think I manage a smile before I reach her & we hug. The whole thing is a bit of a blur..I'm shy at the best of times but I'm even more nervous & stressed than usual. damn immigration
. I'm sure we talked a bit on the way to the car but I really can't say for certain..I don't even remember getting in the car. just sitting there as we stared at each other..my mouth & throat being unbelievably dry, being almost too afraid to reach out & touch her.We get to our hotel..again I'm not sure how & I finally start to relax..not because I'm less nervous but simply through exhaustion..I'm too tired, physically & emotionally drained, to be capable of feeling nervous anymore.
We lie on the bed, close to each other, just looking, talking, touching, gently, quietly, almost as if we're not sure this is real..that maybe its a dream & any sudden moves or loud voices will wake us from a dream.
It felt pretty obvious to me straight away that... I belonged there..with her
She was everything I expected & hoped & dreamed she'd be & more. I'm not sure there's been any time in my life that I've been happier than I was right then
Thats all I'm telling about those 1st 2 days
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Good to hear you had fun tho