Sunday, September 21, 2003
Scribbled down on September 21st, 2003 by she
Posted in Where No Flan Has Gone Before
Last full day in Canada.
Went to the Edmonton International Airport to have the return date changed on my ticket. The reservation was made at the beginning of the week, but the travel agent recommended having the ticket changed prior to the date of the flight. Waited in line for over an hour, as the person in front of me lost his return ticket home. Ticketing agent is very nice, but warns me I may have trouble with the ticket in future. Apparently the information is one line off on the print out, and it looks like I don’t have tickets for the final leg of my journey (both outgoing and return). She advises the information is there, but I’ll need to tell the ticket agent upon my return that the information begins 1 line about where it’s supposed to. I’m warned to expect difficulties on the return ticket, but she says there’s not much she can do to fix the original error.
Head off to Walmart to pick up a few last minute items for my journey. Grab tic tacs, additional luggage tags, etc. Beg for a new suitcase, since the one I’m taking is dying. See the prices of new suitcases *ack*. Drew works hard at convincing me that while the suitcase is battered and dented, and the top handle is missing, it can still perform its’ duties admirably and there’s no need to rush out and get a new one. Let Drew talk me out of buying a new suitcase.
Worry about clearing US customs for the first leg of my journey. On my last trip into the US, I was asked to have an L-1B visa for all future business related trips. Drew tells me to stop worrying, telling me I won’t have any troubles at the US border, since the final destination is India. Continue to worry – what can I say, I’m good at it.
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