WOOOOOHOOO!! Funky Dave is officially canadianized!!! But what a trip dude!
There is a lot of stuff to tell, so I’ll just start right at the beginning:
Before I even started to plan my trip, people always asked me if I was worried about the length of the flight. I always went like: “What? Why? I’ll watch movies on my personal screen the WHOLE ten hours. Why should I worry bout the freeking flight?”
About that… yeah… my old man and I arrived at our seats and… No personal screens!!
What the hell? Only 2 movies in the whole 10 hours on a 10-inch screen 3m away…
Fortunate and foresightful as I was, I loaded my funky iPod with a whole Two and a Half Men Season and 3 new Californication Episodes! In addition, a friend of mine lent me that special book I was looking forward to read.
Plus, they showed Wall-E… oh my god I had no idea how cute that movie is. That little robot fellow… and yes for the ladies out there… I lost a tear when Wall-E sacrificed his life for Eve 😛
All in all, the flight wasn’t boring at all.
However, the stress began when our plane hit canadian ground again…
at the first glance, everything was perfect: beautiful interior with water streams, rocks/stones and Native American statues. Just like I imagined everything.
Even the way to the Immigration office seemed empty.
I had no idea what was expecting me…
As I entered the immigration room and saw the waiting line for students, I was not sure what to do first:
laugh or cry…
Chinese and Indians, EVERYWHERE!!! 100 people in front of my and they all where Chinese or Indian! All students!
At first I thought this was a trade fair and the Chinese and Indian were about to sell fake Louis Vuiton bags to each other 😀
As I was waiting and waiting and waiting in the queue I got to eavesdrop on some immigration conversations and it was hilarious! Here an extracts:
Immigration Officer: Do you have any food with you?
Indian guy makes disbelieving glimpse at the immigration officer
Immigration Officer: Foooood?
Indian gu: still looking disbelieving
Immigration Officer makes a gesture like he’s eating
Indian guy: Nooo, not hungry
Tooo gooood! I can’t freekin believe it. They are coming to this country to study and do not speak one simple English sentence!!! Simply unbelievable…
After that the luggage horror began. After spending one hour in the Dschingis Khan queue my dad and me got to the baggage conveyer (Gepäckband).
After 10 minutes waiting.
Still no Luggage.
I talked to some other people who also where waiting for their luggage. They all stem from the same flight as we did. All German as well.
Then the airport told us via some announcements that our luggage was forgotten in some containers and that it would take additional 20 minutes to retrieve them. During that time I got to chat with a cool girl from Germany that worked in VNC for 7 months this or last year. Told me some interesting things about the city and Canada in general. She was cool.
Finally, we pushed our retrieved luggage round the airport searching for the rental service. For full 10 minutes we were straying through the catacombs of the airport searching for the rental service.
But at that point my mood had reached the climax and I was not able to be disturbed in my mood by anything. I AM IN CANADA, WOOOHOO!!
Got our car with some additional money to pay and some blab la my dad was complaining about, but I didn’t care what kind of car we were about to drive as long as it had 4 wheels and enough space for the luggage.
After 2 more dangerous hours on meandering mountain streets through the darkness of Canada we arrived in the mountains at Whistler.
What a hell of a trip. But I already love it.