AHHHH

So, as you all know from Tyler's post last night that my trip back home didn't go according to plan. Here is my own account of the day that would never end:

We woke up. I was super excited because I was getting to come home and not go to work. I made pancakes for breakfast. They were super thick and I burned mine. I cleaned up after Tyler went to work and finished getting all my stuff ready and organized.

Tyler took me to the airport. I wasn't a huge mess when it was time for him to go back to work, although it is never fun to leave the love of your life for any amount of time. So, I sat there, all excited about coming home, and seeing family and friends. That dream was dashed when they said that my flight, 801 was completely cancelled. I didn't really think anything of it because my boarding pass said I was flight 804. I just thought of the poor suckers who now didn't have a flight out. I soon found out I was a poor sucker. I stayed around the airport, mainly because I thought I was still going out but also because Tyler was at work and I didn't feel like walking back home. Once I realized I wasn't going any where, I went into the bathroom and just cried. That was a bad idea because I get huge massive headaches when I cry like that. I composed myself and went to go see what my options were. The lady at the counter looked upset that I didn't get to go home and she told that there might be a possibility I can get out. I was the only one left at the airport so she told me there was a charted fishing flight that was landing here that wasn't full. And that's when I started praying.

It wasn't until much later that the flight actually came in. I had no idea if I was getting on it of if I would have to spend another night in Bella Bella. I was told it all depends on how much weight they are carrying. If it was under some magic number, I was allowed to get on. If it was over, then it was game over for my vacation. The numbers were in and I was told to get a hold of West Jet to change my flight because I was going. I was on hold with West Jet when I saw the ladies recalculating their math and saying, "Oh wait a moment, now we are over." I put the phone down and waited, anticipating having to go back into town.

It all happened really fast. I was told I was going for sure and to change my flight. I was on hold for about 7 minutes with West Jet when I had to board the plane. The lady who was helping me all day took the phone, and told me she would change the flight to a later one. I took off from Bella Bella not knowing when my next flight was, if she could even change it.

This chartered flight was mostly filled with fishermen. We got a great snack, consisting of a chicken wrap, cheese, chocolate, apple slices and orange juice. I don't think I should have taken one. It was only that good because these men had paid big bucks to be there...and here I was, laying low so no one would notice I snuck on that plane. I have no idea how much it cost but Pacific Coastal has taken care of it. They worked really hard to get me out of there. I am for sure going to send in my comment card with high regards to those people.

I am now in Edmonton. Last night, there was some nasty thunderclouds and windy conditions, but I am just glad to be here.

I got a text from Tyler this morning saying that its a good thing I got out yesterday because today is extremely foggy and likely no one is going any where. That's God at work right there.

This weekend I am going out to Slave Lake with my family. It's pretty much the best place on earth. I'm looking forward to seeing everyone, but my brother Tyler wont be there, (Or so I've been told) so that's too bad. It would have been good to see him too.

And that is the account of the day that wouldn't end. I did see a lot of funny people in the airports I was in. It's funny how strange people are...

I hope you all have a great safe long weekend. I miss Tyler so much again. I know this time I'm the one who is in town, but it still isn't great having to leave him out there.

Love you tons Tyler
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