This will be my pre-trip blog. I finally got this damn thing working after a couple days of figuring out what the domain name should be. Jmakadventure... real creative. But I think it's more suitable than ANTICLIMATIC MASOCHISM! Not going to name who suggested that... Anyway I think I should recap my awesome airport experience before I get onto anything else. Hopefully it will not be a foreshadow for the rest of my trip. I'm going to write down what I wrote down during the flight in my notebook to see if the emotions can be read through it.

May 24, 2012 16:09 Central time

First trip on my own, but not first flight. Got to YVR at 8:20 to catch the 9:00 flight to Toronto. I was so rushed that I forgot to put a nametag on my luggage. Woops. As I watched the conveyor belt take it away, my heart sank. From there everything went South. I was dumb enough to opt for the electronic boarding pass where I have to use my trusty cell phone to get past the gates and board... which was running out of batteries because the worthless not-so-smart phone decided it didn't want to charge last night. Then I realized I was so worried about my phone I didn't listen to the Air Canada clerk when she told me which gate my flight was at. My heart was racing now as I thought of all the mistakes I made while lining up to pass security. Luckily, the airport is actually equipped with televisions to remind us what flight is at which gate. Silly me getting so worried. It is now 8:35 and I'm racing (well, speed walking) to my designated gate, C51 by the way, to find a large group of people crowding around it. I take it as a good sign that it is boarding late. Next I quickly found an electrical outlet to charge my phone just enough to show the flight attendant my sooo convenient electronic boarding pass. 8:45 now and everything is starting to look good. I got through the gate no problem and went to my seat, which was awesome! Lots of leg room! The only problem now was that my bag was way too big to fit in the overhead compartment. Or so I thought. I quickly took a couple things out and continued to force my bag in the compartment, crushing all innocent bystanding bags, because no way in hell am I paying for a second checked bag. I sat down and used the remaining breaths of my phone to send out a few reassuring texts, stretching the truth a little about everything going smoothly, and my phone dies. Another great thing about my seat was that there was an electrical outlet. Only my seat had it muahahaha! The flight departured at 9:30 Pacific time. I bought a rock sandwich and drank a coke while being accompanied by Sherlock Holmes and a man seated behind me who claimed to have played George of the Jungle. 4 hours later my phone sits now at a smart 87%. W. T. F. I'm throwing the phone out once we land.

Great story right? Moral of the story? Kill trees if not killing them is going to stress you out this much. Anyway I uploaded a video last night which recaps what I did when I got to Toronto. You can watch this awkward conversation at http://youtu.be/RuQud9P0iBg and if you believe I will have enough time to upload more you can subscribe. See you guys soon! If I survived the first day then the rest of the trip should be a breeze right? Awesome.