Greetings from Montreal!
I got here two hours late, but all things considered, this was a fantastic day of travel. Seriously, from the moment I left the house this morning, everything that could go wrong didn't, and whenever something was borderline . . . well, to use a poker metaphor: I won all my races.
The skies were mostly clear and smooth, it turns out I'm really good at Hot Shots Golf on PSP, and when my flight to O'Hare was delayed enough to cause me to miss my connection, the gods saw fit to delay everything that had anything to do with O'Hare, including my plane to Montreal, so I made it with nearly an hour to spare. Once I landed here, it was a breeze to fly through customs and immigration, the weather is great, and even though my hotel doesn't have room service this late, the front desk gave me a menu for a local restaurant that delivers for free. I have a pizza and a salad on the way. Oh, and the Internets? They are here, and they are free. Sweet.
Now, I'm going to prepare my reading for The Magical Blend tomorrow, and see if I can get to sleep at a reasonable time.
Oh! Pizza is here, and there's even Bass in the mini bar.
Yeah. Life is good.