After 7 hours of travel, 5 stops and 1 connection, 1 very turbulent ride (my butt left my seat 3 times), being seated beside the emergency exit (hold my purse, I got this) and in front of an amorous drunk man, and forgotten at the airport, I AM HOME.
Air Creebec food didn't disappoint and I am planning on a late-night stop at McDonald's to feed this deprived beast.
Stay tuned for what I can only imagine will be a wicked weekend wedding celebration :)
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