Take Off, Eh?

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Saturday morning, Sinclaire was picked up by Auntie M.E. and Angela to go on an adventure - camping overnight at Sleeping Giant Provincial Park. With a truck full of gear, snacks, scooter and two canoes, they were on their way. We got ready to go and watched the penulitmate day of the Tour de France. After getting a ride to airport with Rick, we met Colleen who was picking up Kari who was delayed a day thanks to mechanical problems on two aircraft.

In Toronto airport we stopped for dinner before the flight. A Boy Scout troop kept checking out the soccer game on the television in the restaurant. They were obviously from Scotland as their uniforms included kilts.

The flight to Charles de Gaulles airport was uneventful. I wanted to take a nap, but the cabin lights were on for what seemed like forever. I watch "Wrath of the Titans" - not great on the tiny screen... The fellow next to me was on his way to West Africa so he still had another eight hour flight after this one.

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