After waking up at 7am and having showers, we set about packing everything up. By the time Nathan and Michelle arrived to take us and Jen to breakfast and the airport, there were just a couple things left to be put away – and a couple of additions thanks to Nathan and Michelle! Thanks so much for the pucks and game programs!!

Zipped up and ready to go we carried out stuff down to Nathan’s truck – well, Nathan carried a lot on his own. He’s a strong boy!! Anyway we were away! We went to Dennys for breakfast where we were served by this really nice albino guy. The food was good! Pancakes, scrambled eggs, sausage, bacon and toast. So yum!

By the time we finished eating though it was time to head to the airport. We said goobye to Michelle in the parking lot while Jen and Nathan came inside with us, Nathan carrying both our hikers backpacks because of our tattoos, and because he’s that strong!! Though he really did love our backpacks, thought they were brilliant, which they are!

Anyway we got checked in and then it was time to go through security, where Nathan and Jen can’t go with us. Trying hard not to cry, we hug them both goosbye really hard and thank them for everything, especially Jen for without her we couldn’t have gone to Texas! And as they walk away we go through customs.

There was no issue going through Dallas other than we had late numbers for boarding the plane. It meant that by the time we got onto the plane, we couldn’t sit together. I was lucky and two guys who knew each other moved over so I could have the isle seat, while Sam sat in the row ahead on the other side. Sam doesn’t like to fly so flying apart wasn’t a great thing at all.

I spent the 40 minute flight talking to the guys next to me. We talked sports and about our trip. They had been in LA and were flying home to Austin after seeing the TU Longhorns play in the semi finals for the Rosebowl which they won. The Longhorns now face Alabama in the Rosebowl final on January 7 2010! GO LONGHORNS! Anyway they were really nice. I explained to them the rules of cricket after one of them asked how it worked because it had always intrigued him.

When we got to Austin, we had 30 minutes to get off the plane, buy a shot glass, go to the toilet and board our plane to LA! We managed it and this time, the guy Sam had been sitting next to on the flight to Austin had saved us a seat so we could sit together because he doesn’t like to fly either so he knows what its like! Wasn’t that lovely of him?

We talked to him about our trip and how much we love Dallas and he told us how he was going to LA from Dallas on business but he lived in the Frisco area. We love Frisco, its so beautiful there.

Anyway we got to LA on dusk, and we had to find our way to the correct terminal, go upstairs, check in and then go through security all over again! While we were waiting to check in to V Australia we got to chatting with this lovely young lady from the south island of NZ who was going to Bible College in Virginia and very excited about going home to see her family for Christmas. She was on the flight to Australia ahead of ours, destination: Sydney.

We checked in and headed to security. This time, customs didn’t like the look of my carryon duffle – the pucks came up as unusual on the x-ray! I was amused. I was pulled aside and “asked” if they could search the bag. Of couse I giggled and said sure. He riffled through the bag and pulled out the pucks, frowning. I told him they were hockey pucks. He said that some of them had monoliths on them. I replied that they were autographs, actually! Anyway satisfied that I wsnt carrying dangerous goods he zipped up my bag and sent me on my way!

We went looking for dinner then. Our choices were Starbucks, Burger King or some cafe bar place that was expensive. Since we were down to our last $20 we chose BK. The line was long and the place packed so when I saw a spare table for 2, I took the bags and sat down with them while Sam stayed in line and ordered. Food tasted goooooood. Actually cardboard would have tasted good at that point!

We had about a two and a half hour wait for our flight to Australia. Sam read, and I reorganised my duffle that Mr Customs ruffled. Sam went and got us coffee with the last of our change and when he came back, he told me that a cop had staryed talking to him at Starbucks and she looked remarkably like Kate Beckinsale! Its only fair since I got to talk to Jensen Ackles I guess!

We were tired by the time we boarded the plane and we actually had the last row in the plane. Turns out they are GREAT seats! No one behind you! But down side: last pick of the food unless you request a special dish.

The flight was pretty smooth I think. I don’t really know I was passed out for 10 of the 12 and a half hour flight thanks to some Tylenol night sinus because I was still sniffling from the previous 3 weeks. Sam slept for about 5 hours which is awesome for him. He watched “District 9″ and was disappointed. I didn’t get to see the end of “Public Enemies” but I really want to!

Anyway we landed in Brisbane at 6.05am and we were at home by 7am.

We have had the best 6+ weeks ever on this trip, and have met amazing people (Paola, Sue, Emma, Cynthia, Julie, you all kick ass), seem some amazing sights and had a load of laughs, tears and a rollercoaster of emotions. And of course special thanks and love to Bel, Terry & the kids – we miss you guys so much!! Thanks for everything!!

These last couple of weeks however has been better than ever.  It was beyond fantastic to see our friends again.  No, not friends… family.  Rhonda, Jen, Jesse, Kelly, Val & Nathan, Julie, Mickie & Frederick, Clay & Harry, Leni, Amber & Grady and the Short family… all of y’all are more than just friends, you go beyond that.  We are blessed to have you as friends.  While we may be miles away in Australia, our hearts will be in Dallas.

We will be back.  Our plans to return will begin as soon as we land in Australia!

For those back home, our flight lands at 6:30am Friday morning local time.  Thursday will not exist for us at all, as we take off Wednesday evening and land 13hrs later on friday morning.  Wiggy eh?

To the cities we visited and our friends… we love you all.

This isn’t goodbye.  It’s Seeya later

If there is one thing that Wendy and I are generally great at doing, it’s traveling on less than 3hrs sleep.  Today was no different, and after just a few hours sleep we were rudely awoken by our alarms at the horrible time of 5:40am so we could get down to the airport by 6:15am.

The drive to the airport was an experience.  It was raining pretty hard and of course, still dark, so we were not only driving on roads we were unfamiliar with, but doing so in bad weather conditions.  Luckily for us we had Ms Garmin, the name I gave the GPS we had purchased with the rental car to help us get there safely.    Would you believe, we actually DID get there without getting lost?  Yep, proud of us, eh?  The drive itself was pretty scary… Toronto drivers are crazy people who like to speed 2okm over the speed limit, even when it’s dark and wet!

With the car checked back in we head to the terminal to check our bags in and get boarding passes so we could get out of the city and over to Saskatoon.  Those who’ve not been to Toronto Pearson Intl Airport before, they have the worse gate system i’ve ever seen.  Both domestic and International flights go through the same tiny gates, and that a shortage of bins (for the xray machines) and queues (lines) much too short of the amount of people.  Needless to say, it was a bottleneck in a hot airport while wearing warm clothes.  Ick!

Toronto wasn’t yet done with us,  as we were flagged for a bag check while going through customs, so my very tightly packed laptop bag is messed up while the lady, who was very apologetic and nice, did her scan thing.  Eventually we’re let through.  A debate over where to eat was followed by good before we finally boarded the plane, and OMG Karma smiled on us!  We were given Isle 10… the emergency exit.  that meant that not only did we board first, but we also had LOADS of leg room!  Woohoo the trip is looking up.  The flight attendant was really great and had a good chat with us.

The fight was scheduled for 2hrs 55minutes, but we must have had a tail wind as landed in Saskatoon 15 minutes early, so by the time Bella picked us up from the airport, we had just collected our bags from the baggage claim area.

For those that don’t know, the reason we’re in Saskatoon is to visit Bella and her partner, Terry.  Bella is Wendy’s best friend dating back to high school.  Before moving to Canada a few years back she lived with Wendy and I in Brisbane.  Needless to say, it has been absolutely fantastic to see her again, and to meet Terry and their 2 kids, Tommy and Bob.

As a journey with Wendy and I is not a journey without getting lost, we did exactly that, somehow ending up on a road we did not know, nor need.  After a great laugh, Bella had us on the right road and we headed home to their place, our home til December 1.  The weather here was cold… -2 celcius when we flew in at 11:15am but like all our other stops, there is no snow.  We hear that there is a very big chance of snow before we leave though, so there is always hope.

The afternoon consisted of going out for Timmy Ho’s for lunch and to get some antihistamines for Wendy, and then chilling with some downtime on the net while we did our laundry.  Dinner of home cooked butter chicken and a night relaxing watching hockey and Supernatural (season 5, ep. 10) while catching up with Bella and Terry had this day finishing on an incredible high point.

Tomorrow: Dane Cook live, catching up on sleep and having some down-time.  Night all

I have five words to say about Toronto: GPS WILL NOT HELP YOU. Not a fan of Toronto, to be honest. Not a fan at all.

Nothing really went right today, and now we’re gonna be up until 1:30am packing for our flight tomorrow morning. *SIGH*

We left an hour later than we wanted to, to pick up the rental car – which was a bitch and a half to find at Pearson International Airport. We found a Timmy Ho’s and tried to order a latte, only to find out Timmy Hos in Toronto don’t serve latte. In fact they don’t seem to sell any “specialty coffee” at all. No latte, no cappuchino. Nothing. Just coffee or tea and that’s it. Oh and hot chocolate. Me without morning coffee… not a happy site. To make it worse, I asked for a white sweetened coffee and got plain black. The people were all speaking french, too! We’re in Ontario, people! Not Quebec! By the time I realised the woman is stupid and can’t take a simple order there was a huge line… so in the bin the sodomised excuse for coffee went.

By the time we got to Budget Rent-A-Car, both of us were in bad moods. The coffee incident pissed me off, and Wendy unfortunately got the brunt of it, which i’ve since apologised for. If the lady had said we were in the wrong place, I seriously think I was going to cut a bitch. We ended up taking a GPS system, but keeping the smaller car. It was a little more than we were originally quoted but nothing to horrendous and we can cover it.

Then we got lost trying to get out of the airport. Seriously, it’s just not a roadtrip with us if we don’t get lost at some point. Anyway we finally found where we were going and tried to get to the Hockey Hall Of Fame. Except we didn’t want to drive to the HHOF, we needed to park nearby. But we didn’t have the exact address of where we wanted, so we tried to get as close as possible. GPS didn’t like that very much.

Anyway after finally finding where we were going, getting cut off, cutting others off, we found a parking garage near the HHOF. It was $3.00 for every 30 mins, and $12 for all day. Holy bejeezus. We didn’t want to put in a $20 in case it didn’t give us change – that’s happened before in Chicago. So we tried Wendy’s Australian credit card. Didn’t like that. Tried the CAD Travel Card, it accepted that. Go figure. Got parking paid for, looked for an exit. Found one – notice on the door stating the exit was closed due to road works. Tried to find another exit. Got lost in the parking building. FINALLY found our way out to the street.

Walked down to the HHOF, and into the mall where the entrance is. By this stage, it was 12pm, and 2 hours LATER than we wanted it to be. So we had Maccas for lunch – bleh. Wendy got a small filet-o-fish meal… ate the burger, half the fries and drank half the drink. Seriously their small here is like our large back home, and you can’t get smaller, it’s ridiculous. I went classic and got a big mac meal. He managed to eat the whole thing. Then, guess where we went…

STARBUCKS! OMFG they actually served Latte’s! I thought I was going to kneel down and kiss the floor of the place. A message to Timmy Ho’s of Ontario… screw you, Starbucks WINS hands down!

We went into the gift store first and got some things – mostly for our friend Dianne but also for us, some Carolina Hurricanes things and a couple of HHOF shirts for us since they were on special. And a Buffalo Sabres official game puck since it was $7 (awesome because they were $12 at the game!). Once we were loaded with stuff, we went into the HHOF.

HOMG. Just… HOMG! We walked around for 3 hours. We won’t bore you with details, but Wendy got teary when she saw Brett Hull’s display in the NHL Legends section. We saw the original Lord Stanley’s Cup, which is in a vault in glass! And then we toured all the other NHL trophies before we got to the big one. The current Stanley Cup. Actually it was the replica. The actual current Stanley Cup is in Minnesota today. But hell, it was close enough. We got photos taken with it and talked to the handler and it was awesome. I had a go on the “be a player” and “be a goalie” interactive games but Wendy chose not to. Needless to say, I wont be playing in the NHL anytime soon. Wendy took a photo of Lliam Webster’s jersey in the WORLD OF HOCKEY display, and we got to see the limited time display of the History of Olympic Medals for both winter and summer games. It was really interesting to see how each country designed their medals.

From there we decided to go to Niagra Falls. You can’t come this close and not go to the Falls, right? So we loaded up the GPS (again) and headed to Niagra. We got there around 5pm. We couldn’t find anywhere to park and stop and take photos because all the parking lots were $14 straight up! UGH! But we saw them. Impressive. But fucking annoyed we couldn’t stop to get photos! We continued on to the HSBC Arena. Border Control/Customs was a breeze. The guy was very nosy about what kind of jobs we did that gave us 6.5 weeks off. Wendy’s like “I saved up my holidays…” etc. Anyway, they let us though and off we went to HSBC.

Found the HSBC Arena okay. Got a park about 4 blocks away, but it was $5 so we weren’t complaining. Met up with this couple who were there from Niagra to watch the game. He was a Leafs fan, she was a Sabres fan, and they ended up walking with us to the arena, just talking. We got inside, found a souvenir stand, bought a Buffalo Sabres shot glass to go with our collection of shotglasses for every city we go to, and then got some pizza for dinner and found our seats. The pizza was typical hockey food… big, cheap and kinda tasty. I guess you have to be there to understand.

The game was awesome! Wendy wanted the Sabres to win, so i went for the Panthers. Personally i didn’t care who won.. the sport of hockey was the true winner for both of us. The glass seats we had were almost on the blue line, so we saw a LOT of huge hits into the glass in front of us, and saw up close how fast those shots really are. I was wearking a Dallas Stars hat, and had people behind me mumbling “Is that a Stars cap, what’s he doing here”. I almost responded.. but decided to behave myself and leave them alone. The Sabres were sloppy on the PP and PK, and the Panthers simply outplayed them for most the game, eventually winning 6-2. Thomas Vanek was incredible to watch… super fast, great hands and a wicked shot. He came so close to scoring but hit the pipe! Ryan Miller forgot his game and really messed up a few times leading to Panthers goals.

After the game we walked back to the car and headed home… a move that should have been a simple “drive north” type thing, but alas, we decided to find food and coffee to keep us awake. Afterall, it was 10pm when we left Buffalo and we had a 2hr drive back to Toronto. Customs were great and super quick, and after paying the toll… did you know Canada charge a toll to cross the border? Sheesh! Anyway, after going through the border we head north and take a turnoff to get some food; Timmy Ho’s BLT Combo (Coffee, BLT sandwich & Donut). So far so good… until we head back to the road and, along with the help of our great yet annoying GPS… get lost.

That’s right people, we had a GPS and still managed to get lost! 15 minutes later we’re finally on the freeway again and heading north, until we find where the 403 and the 407 split… the GPS, being is saying take the 407 Express Tollway. WTF.. we don’t want a tollway, so we take the 403 – and head the wrong direction! All of a sudden we’re in Guelph or something. The GPS meanwhile is “recalculating” to get us back where we wanted to go (hotel). So we follow her directions and finally get onto the 407! That’s right, the bloody tollway we avoided that started this mess was where we finally ended up. More than a few expletives were issued by the 2 of us!

We eventually got to the hotel, got the parking pass and headed up to the hotel. By this time it’s 12:20am… did we mention we had to be up at 5:30am?

So that’s our 1 day in Toronto… only 2 things went right; the Hockey Hall of Fame and the Buffalo Sabres game. That’s right folks, in order to have a good time in Toronto other than the HHOF, we had to go BACK TO THE USA! UGH! Whodathunkit!

It’s now 2:10am so off to bed we go.

We were up packing until 1:30am this morning before we fell into bed. This time we made sure we had everything. We were up at 7am, departed the hotel by 7:45am and were at O’Hare International Airport by 8am. We caught the Omega Shuttle from O’Hare to Midway – much cheaper than a cab at $17pp. We had a lovely chat to this lady from Chicago who was going from O’Hare to Midway to pick up her car upon her return from Florida.

We booked into our flight, went through security and then went in search of breakfast. It wasn’t the healthiest, but it was certainly delicious. It was this puff pastry scroll that was filled with mushrooms and cheese. After that, we headed towards our gate. Sam had to make do with McDonalds’ coffee. Poor baby.

The flight to Buffalo was relatively uneventful. It was half a planeful of people, and there was nothing to see thanks to the clouds. And we were sitting right on the wing – not such a great job in picking the seats on my behalf. My bad.

When we got to Buffalo, we made our way down to baggage claim and got our bags, and then tried to figure out how we were getting from Buffalo Niagra International Airport to the Greyhound Bus Station in downtown Buffalo. For $18 pp we could have taken another shuttle, but we talked to this lovely lady at the information counter who said for just $2.05 we could catch the 24 NFTA-Metra bus to downtown which would get us maybe a block or two away from the Bus Station – just to tell the driver that’s where we were going. $4.10 total is much better than $36, so that’s what we decided to do.

We didn’t realise that in order to get from the Airport to downtown, we had to go through Cheektowaga, which is basically the low-socioeconomic area of Buffalo. We went on a public bus through the ghetto, people! With our backpacks and everything. It was the scariest bus ride of our lives. We didn’t talk because we didn’t want to give away our accents. We just looked out the window at the houses. Sam saw a prostitute on the street corner, and a drug deal going down outside a drug house. Yup, really living in the fast lane now!

We did survive the bus ride though, and the bus driver did manage to get us a block away from the Greyhound Bus Station. Once again there were revolving doors, but Sam found a normal door that he could open to get inside so we used that instead. We checked with the ticket counter if we had to do anything but she said no, since we already had our tickets. Our bus wasn’t until 6:30pm, but the lady behind the counter said the next bus was at 4:50pm and we could see the driver about catching that one if they have room. Since it was just before 3pm, we eagerly jumped at this opportunity. Sam went in search of sustenance while I watched the bags, and he came back with a croissant and a danish each, along with a cappuccino made from some powered concoction. There’s not much to choose from at a Greyhound Bus Station in Buffalo. And we were thankful that they had anything at all since we hadn’t eaten since 9:30am.

We ended up chatting to this nice old lady who was going from Buffalo to Niagra Falls on the bus to leave her husband for 2 months, why I don’t know. I didn’t ask. Thought it might be better that way. The 4:50pm bus arrived around 4:30pm, and the driver told us that we could by all means jump on his bus rather than waiting. Unfortunately for the old lady who was sitting beside us, this bus wasn’t going through Niagra, so she had to wait for the 6:30pm bus.

The process of going through customs via Niagra/Buffalo boarder is different to the West Coast of Canada. We were not given any customs declaration forms. We weren’t given any tags for our bags to put on them before we put them on the bus (I think this had to do with us printing out our ticket from home and bringing it with us). The border was literally 10 minutes drive from the bus station. We did go past the HSBC Arena, so we know what the building looks like. Anyway we get to the border, and we’re told to stay on the bus but gather our belongings. The driver gets off and unloads all the bags onto the curb. We then file off the bus, pick up our luggage, making sure we have all our belongings together and then file into the building. One by one (or travelling party by travelling party) we get called up to three counters, each stationed with a Customs Officer. He takes our passports, we have a conversation – in which we discuss hockey, our trip so far, where we’re going next and that Australia actually does have a national ice hockey league. He let us through no problems (we didn’t say anything about the Maple Leafs. Promise! We did mention we’re going to the Hockey Hall Of Fame tomorrow!) and told us to go get back on the bus.

When we did, I noticed that ooh, our bus has free Wi-Fi through Greyhound! So that’s what I’m updating this post on. Currently we’re somewhere on the way to Toronto, in Ontario. Man, it is good to be back in Canada!

We did have a great time in Chicago, and though the Supernatural leg of the trip is over, there’s so much more to look forward to, including seeing Bella, Terry and the rugrats on Thursday when we fly to Saskatoon, the Short Family in San Antonio, and our new friend Tammy, when we travel down there on December 1 and of course our crew in Dallas – Jen, Rhonda, Jesse, Kelly (and finally meet the infamous Pookie!), Clay, Harry, Karin, Val and Nathan, and Leni and meet up with Mickie, Frederick and Alex, as well as hopefully getting together at some point with my friend Wendy, who also lives in Dallas and is another Supernatural fan. And I definitely can’t forget about meeting up with my girl, Sue in Houston. We will make this happen!!

Anyway I’m not sure how much longer we’re on the bus for, so I’m going to sign off now and get this uploaded. If we do anything interesting tonight – which I doubt we will, we’re both knackered, I’ll add to this post, but if not – we have returned to Canada in one piece and are really looking forward to the Hockey Hall Of Fame in TO tomorrow, and then glass seats at the Buffalo Sabres Vs Florida Panthers game back in Buffalo! It’s gonna be a big one, folks!

ETA: Just passed a large accident on the highway with firetrucks putting out a fire on a massive roadtrain. Good times.

ETA 2: We got to Downtown Toronto, which is freakin’ huge, people! HUGE! (AND WE WENT PAST THE AIR CANADA CENTRE – MAPLE LEAFSSSSS!) Anyway we got off at the Toronto Bus Station for Greyhound. We looked around and tried to work out the public transport maps, but man were they confusing. So we followed a security guard and headed for the main building for the Bus Station and thank god their visitor information booth was still open! We asked the lovely lady behind the counter what the best way to get to Pearson International Airport was (our hotel has a free shuttle from the airport to the hotel, and we love the word FREE right now). She told us how to catch the subway and the bus to the airport and all it would cost us was a total of $2.75 each. BARGAIN. It helped when she said when you go through the shopping mall area, you’ll see a Tim Horton’s on the right – and we were like HOMG TIMMYS! THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU WE HAVE BEEN SAVED!!! She found that rather funny.

Anyway we followed her instructions (catch the southbound subway from Dumas to St George, then get off and go down the stairs to catch the westbound train all the way to the end to Kipling, and THENNNNN go upstairs and walk to the END of the platform and catch the 192 Rocket to Pearson. Simple, right? And it was. It was just TEDIOUS with the bags on our backs. I’m so glad we decided to get hiking backpacks for our trip. I can’t even begin to imagine how tedious this trip would be with a normal suitcase and having to carry that around everywhere.

It was fun on the subway with a driver who was very fond of the accelerator… and heavy handed on the breaks! I was nearly flying everywhere with inertia, and Sam was just cracking up laughing at me. Some of the other passengers were too. But that’s okay! It was rather funny. We made it though, made it to Pearson, and figured out where the shuttles were. Then we had to go INSIDE and order the shuttle. Thankfully, by the time we got back out to where the shuttles pick people up from, it was just driving up. That was awesome. And we were ecstatic to see there’s a Subway literally outside the hotel’s front door. That’s awesome.

We checked into our hotel, room 504 – once again the number 9 follows us everywhere (5+0+4=9). But the best part is that our room comes with free wi-fi, and we can use it in our room! Anyway definitely time for bed!

ETA by Sam: Figured I would add, upon driving into Toronto on the bus tonight, one of the best things we saw was what Wendy and I have come to refer to as “Wendy Ho’s”. That’s one of those heavenly buildings that have a Wendy’s restaurant right beside a Timmy Ho’s. Lunch & Coffee in 1 spot… Wendy Ho’s, remember the name people, remember the name!

After yesterday being such a long day, we decided to sleep in a little. Well, the alarm went off at 8:30am, but Sam and I lazed in bed until 9:30am when we decided that rather than run ourselves ragged today we were just going to stay at the hotel, rest, catch up on the internet stuff and just recoup after the big weekend we had.

When we got dressed and headed downstairs with the intent to go to breakfast at Pine Grove, we caught up with one of the girls we’d been talking to over the weekend. She was packed and ready to go, so we stopped to say goodbye. She unwrapped a Supernatural Charm Bookmark that she bought to wear as a necklace (it’s a visual thing) and wrapped it around my neck.

“I can easily order a new one,” she said. “You can’t.” It’s adorable. One end has a pentagram and the other end has a Colt Revolver, to symbolise The Colt made by Samuel Colt in Supernatural. It was pretty amazing. Then she introduced us to Tammy, who lives in San Antonio now, and we got talking. Tammy is one of the Volunteer supervisors for Creation Conventions, and is the “handler” for Jensen and Jared. No, I don’t have any “inside gossip” to share. But I can say this – the boys were happy with Sunday, so that makes me happy.

We did end up talking to Tammy and her friend “GI” Joe for like 5 hours. It was very entertaining and we talked about conventions and the differences in Australia, New Zealand and the US. Tammy also raises snakes. I know. I’m so not a fan. In fact, snakes terrify me. But she has two baby snakes, a ball python named Bub and a dumeril’s boa named Dagan. We got to meet Bub and Dagan, as this is a pet-friendly hotel. They’re about a two feet long. Bub will grow to around 3 or 4 feet, and Dagan will grow to about 6 feet long, though he’s the smaller of the two right now. And I did the unthinkable. I touched them. I didn’t hold them, oh my goodness no. But I did touch their scales. Bub felt soft like satin, but he has bigger scales than Dagan does. So when Dagan gets to full length he’ll feel almost like velvet. It was weird. But oddly felt like an accomplishment!

Tammy also said that we should volunteer at next year’s Chicago Convention for Supernatural. It would be free entry, but we’d still have to foot the bill for flights and food and things like that. We have her phone number and we’ll talk about it between now and San Antonio. We’re going to hook up with Tammy down there and get together to do something. This has me very excited, because I thought that this would be my only convention but the thought of being able to work one really has me excited. It’ll be very, very different to being a fan in the crowd, but that’s okay. I’ve done the whole package once, I don’t need to do it again.

Anyway after Tammy and her son, who is just charming by the way, headed back to San Antonio via Kansas, and Joe was on his way home (he lives here in Chicago), Sam and I braved the very cold wind to get some food for what was now a late lunch (it was around 3:30pm). Heading back to the hotel, we went upstairs and grabbed our computer stuff and spend the rest of the afternoon and night in the lobby online, catching up on things back home, our hockey teams, fantasy leagues and researching our travel requirements for tomorrow.

Tomorrow we’re off to Toronto via Buffalo. I can’t believe it has gone so fast! We’re up at 7am, checked out by 8am and on a shuttle to O’Hare International Airport to catch another shuttle to Midway International Airport for our flight to Buffalo International Airport, where we’ll more than likely catch a cab to the Greyhound Bus Station which will take us to Toronto on a bus, then it’s another cab ride more than likely to our hotel which is by the Toronto Pearson International Airport. It’s going to be yet another long day! Our flight out is at 11.05am. We should land at 1:45pm in Buffalo. Our bus is around 4pm I think. My book of our tickets and things is upstairs.

Now I have to go up and pack! Night all!