Well, I ended up flying. I ended up getting pretty sick and having my car die (not too badly, though) while VIA was on strike, and between that and other
things, I just got irritated enough to say "forget it!". The real clincher was the 12 HOURS length of trip, which I suspect my back couldn't
take, and the fact that I could get the flight really cheap from much nearer home by using my frequent-flyer miles.
2hrs in a CRJ vs 12 on a train? Yeah, I'll take that trade. Dunno *how* I'm going to make it to Melbourne for WorldCon 2010 (or even if I *can*),
though.
So! First thing Sunday morning, I'll be winging my way to exotic, distant Montreal, to kill the week before the con slumming around (or, more likely, just
de-stressing from work and catching up on my sleep). Hopefully the local wildlife will be friendly.
Which reminds me -- I still don't know how I'm getting from the airport to the hotel. Google maps kept telling me the airport was located inside a
building downtown(!?!?). But I'll have plenty of time to wing it. I remember my first trip to Mexico (on business) -- got dumped in Mexico City with no
idea how to get where I needed to go. Fortunately, there were taxis everywhere, and the hotel names were the same in Spanish or English. That and a little
creative pantomime were enough to get me by.
things, I just got irritated enough to say "forget it!". The real clincher was the 12 HOURS length of trip, which I suspect my back couldn't
take, and the fact that I could get the flight really cheap from much nearer home by using my frequent-flyer miles.
2hrs in a CRJ vs 12 on a train? Yeah, I'll take that trade. Dunno *how* I'm going to make it to Melbourne for WorldCon 2010 (or even if I *can*),
though.
So! First thing Sunday morning, I'll be winging my way to exotic, distant Montreal, to kill the week before the con slumming around (or, more likely, just
de-stressing from work and catching up on my sleep). Hopefully the local wildlife will be friendly.
Which reminds me -- I still don't know how I'm getting from the airport to the hotel. Google maps kept telling me the airport was located inside a
building downtown(!?!?). But I'll have plenty of time to wing it. I remember my first trip to Mexico (on business) -- got dumped in Mexico City with no
idea how to get where I needed to go. Fortunately, there were taxis everywhere, and the hotel names were the same in Spanish or English. That and a little
creative pantomime were enough to get me by.