June 17, 2016:
I get to the airport gate area. There is no seat number on my boarding pass. I realize the last name that the airline people called over the PA system to come to the desk was mine. It's a common last name; they should've included a first name. They issue me a boarding pass with an actual seat number, and I'm good to go. Maybe this is why people check-in online 24 hours in advance.
I get to my aisle seat and a shoeless man is sitting there. Fine, I shove myself in the window seat because maybe the view will be nice. Someone else comes along and also thinks that shoeless man is in their seat. Wait... what? Turns out we were all thinking that the gate number was our seat number. Forgive me, I'm human, and do not function in the morning. I get to my real seat: back of the bus next to the washrooms, aisle seat. My neighbour asks me if I am allergic to cat hair. I am not, and think nothing of the question.
Increasing elevation in the air, and I think I hear miaowing? Holy shit, there's a cat in my seat neighbour's bag. Surprising, but since I am not allergic, nothing to do with me. Somehow during the flight, the cat is out of the bag. *badum che* Neighbour and neighbour's partner desperately try to fit cat back into bag, and there is scratching. I subtly lean towards the aisle. I am in my office work clothes, and I'd rather not have to get more clothes for the office I do not work in. Then I wonder why water isn't allowed on planes, but scratchy cats are. The cat is put back into the bag, and all is well.
Neighbour is from Charlottetown and gets me to look out the window at the Confederation bridge. It's pretty cool to see from the sky, and I appreciate that neighbour got me to look. She is a nice lady, and I hope that all the East coasters are just as nice and friendly.
Landing in Charlottetown, and the first thing I notice outside the plane is that the air is fresh. Fresh AF is the term I kept using during the whole trip. I was afraid of continuing torrential storms from the previous week/days, but the weather is absolutely amazing. The airport seems like the size of maybe two Denny's with one baggage carousel. The closest washroom to the entrance only has two stalls, but the hidden washroom behind the car rental people has more. Oh, and there's a large cow statue just standing around.
I check-in to the Glendenning, and they are so friendly there. It is an apartment-style residence of Holland College. It is clean, spacious, and reminds me of my own rez days but with way more space. And they provide Pantene, pots, pans, and utensils. Free parking is a bonus.
Pantene!
Dinner time, and I want lobster. It's basically what I came here for. We try to go to Water Prince, but they are full. So Dave's Lobster it is. It is lobster chunks ahoy delicious!
Dessert is Cow's, and head back to our modified hotel/dorm residence. There is a common room with a ping pong table so we have at it. Monique and Katie are kind enough to share their beer and snacks with me.
My notes only say "decent, wheaty, brown". I think I liked it, lol.
Random pictures out and about town:
Old school firetruck.
Ex-lax board in a bookstore.
Totoro lighthouse in a mall.
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