Saturday, 15 October 2011

Strip Search and Santa

A couple of odd things happened today.

The drive to the airport was crazy. Every road we took was knee deep in construction. We would get gridlocked on one street only to find gridlock just around the corner, and down a few blocks. We finally made it to the 401 and guess what? Construction! Luckily, this wasn't our first rodeo,  we had given ourselves plenty of time. The rental return went without a hitch, as did the baggage check in and the strip search in security. They didn't want to, but I insisted.

I got dressed, put my change, pen, wallet, cough drops, two balls of lint and a plastic washer back in my pockets, threaded my belt through the loops and under my belly. I put my cell phone, iPad and laptop in my carry on bag and in ten short minutes I was ready to head to gate 19. I don't know how Louise can do the same thing and be ready before you can say WTF.

We got to gate number 19 and found a good place to build a short term nest.

We took turns going to the bathroom and getting a coffee, but I came back without one. I just couldn’t decide if I would rather have a coffee or water to drink on the flight. After a few soul searching minutes, I decided that a coffee would be more appropriate.

For some odd reason, the powers that be decided that a good place for the Tim Horton’s would be 500 meters away from the boarding gates where all of the people are. I guess that I can use the exercise after a week and a half of over eating. On the way there, I couldn’t help but notice a young mom with a baby in her arms and a 3 ½ to 4 year old screaming and throwing a tantrum.

The mom showed great restraint and as far as I could tell hadn’t hit the kid yet. As I came up to them and looked over, saw that the little boy had a sticker on his jacket that said Sean. This gave me an idea. I walked up to the little boy and said “Sean, do you know who I am?”

He stopped his tantrum and hid behind his mother’s leg. I got down on his level and said “I will give you a hint Sean. Once the plane lands in Calgary I am going to get my animals and hitch them up to the sleigh and then go way up north to where I live and work.” My being a little over weight and with the graying hair and beard helped to convince him. I never took my eyes off of his and I saw that he recognized me. I smiled and told him that it won’t be too long before I will be coming to his house.

“I know that you are a good little boy and it isn’t very hard to stay on the Nice list, all you have to do is be kind, share and listen to your parents.” His eyes kept getting bigger and bigger as I talked to him. I showed him my travel mug and asked if he knew where I might get some hot chocolate. He just shook his head and I told him not to worry I will find some, I always do.

“Oh, Sean, be sure and come visit me at the mall in December, or write a letter. I look forward to hearing what you would like for Christmas. Bye, bye and be good!” I did the Ho, ho, ho thing as I walked off to get my coffee at Tim’s.

Hmmmm....maybe I will get a hot chocolate.

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