The 24 hour travel day

NThe alarm went off at 7am to start our day and after a good nights sleep we were ready to roll. While I'm rushing around getting ready Slice laid patiently waiting but keeping a close eye on me so I didn't leave without her. 

After a quick adjustment of weight in the luggage we are loading up the van and heading out of the house. The boys know something exciting is going on but really no idea they are staying behind. Except maybe Pint, he kept trying to get in Slices's bag as he thought he should be going to. 

We arrive at the airport right on schedule and figure out where we need to go to check in. 

I have been making this journey for five years and I can honestly say this year I should be expecting the unexpected. Today the Air Canada guy at check in wanted to see my international paperwork.  He shows me some code on his computer and asking me if I know about this. Seriously?  How do I know what his codes mean. Out comes the paperwork that he has no idea how to read anyway. Twenty minutes later we are checked in and headed to security. 

Going through security is always a good time with your dog but today was extra special as they unpacked my whole carry on to determine the ends of my training wicket weren't a bomb and that Slice's energy supplement wasn't drugs. Oh my. 

Off to get our booster juice before heading to the gate. One Terminator to ward off germs and boost the immune system. Off course what I have Slice shared too. 

While having our Booster Juice I sit down to look at my boarding pass to see where we need to go and notice the boarding/flight is an hour later than it was suppose to be. Slight panic. I find an Air Canada person to clarify it is the right flight. Yep right flight but an hour delayed!  Awesome. We still have time to make our connection in Toronto but it may be tough to get Slice outside. Now to kill two hours in the airport. Poor Slice. Let's go find a snack. 

Wok Box saves the day!!  Slice was pretty excited to share my rice and we managed to kill an hour. 

Only one more hour to go. Guess that means airport shopping. 

Our flight eventually takes off an hour and a half late. Good grief. We arrive in Toronto and I have 45 minutes to get clear across the airport, potty and feed Slice and figure out where I'm going. Well my perfectly potty trained dog looked at my like I had horns growing out of my head when I asked her to pee on a pad. There was no way she was going to cooperate. Trying to reason with a dog and tell her she has to hold it for another 8 hours made me feel like a fool but now I just feel bad for her. The pad went in her crate hoping to save in air accident. 

The plane space is quite squishy and for some reason Slices crate doesn't fit as well under the seat as it has on all other planes. The lady beside me is adamant she isn't sharing the foot space so this will be fun. In the plus side I have an aisle seat next to the food and washrooms!  

Over and out until we land in Milan. Hopefully Christina has a great day of sight seeing figured out.