Never leave home without...

Well after six weeks of non-stop packing and planning before leaving, I almost didn’t make it to Canada in the end!

I was so sleep deprived from last minute panicking that I only realised an hour and a half before I needed to leave for the airport that I didn’t have my passport !!!!!!

(If I were staring at a screen telling you that right then you would have seen it zoom in on my petrified expression accompanied by that “eeh, eeh, eeh!” sound)

After taking a moment to start breathing again and managing to hold on to the nearest stable object I realised I’d packed it in a box of IMPORTANT things, which I’d taken over to my dad for storage the night before.

All the way in Waihi - an hour’s drive from where I was in Hamilton.

With a suitcase and six boxes of extra clothes still to pack (what? It gets cold in Toronto!) … well, ok maybe it was shoes, (but I neeeeeds them L) there wasn’t enough time for me to get to Waihi and back.

Actually, I wasn’t really sure my passport was in said box, but thankfully I got dad on mobile who was able to go home straight away and bring it over to me.

So after all that drama Kate finally arrived and got me to the airport on time.

It was only after another half an hours repacking kerfuffle (did you know you need to have all carry on cream/spray/toothpasty makeup things in one SINGLE clear plastic bag? And that they must ALL be in containers no bigger than 100mls? Did you hmm, hmm?)

Well you do now, so don’t try and be like me and pretend you didn’t know. They just make you repack it all…thankfully we arrived early though, so there was time.

Sigh…so after alllllllll that, it wasn’t until we sat down for a quick coffee before take off that I realised the box of New Zealand Cadbury’s chocolately stuff I’d packed to send my stuff had also been sent home to dad’s by mistake that I almost cried!

Can you believe it? After ALL that drama. After almost not having a passport; not being legally allowed to leave the country, after all that last minute frantic packing… through all of it I kept my cool.

And its chocolate I get emotional over!

Unbelievable. Even I had to shake my head at myself. …well I mean c’mon, that kind of dedication to chocolate, it’s astounding isn’t it? I guess it’s just the special gift that god gave me :-)

Thankfully I’ve managed to find replacement supplies since being over here, but that’s a whole other blog entirely, and I’ve got to tell you about the plane flight first…

I best go do that now.

Toodles,
Leafy