Last day of 2 weeks

Tuesday was the last day to be spent in Canada. And I'd had 5 hours sleep. I think it was the best decisions I'd ever made. Rob and I had stayed up until 3 talking about all manner of things. We got up and headed slowly over the road to the Ventura's for some breakfast. It was sausage and scrambled eggs..and then cheesecake, waffles, pastries...you know an amalgamation between England and Canada for breakfast. Jesse asked me why we called sausages 'bangers'.

So breakfast was fun. Ramlin and Becca were playing waitress and poured coffee all morning, then we made plans to head downtown. It took longer than usual (I say usual, it took as long as usual because it was Ramlin) to set off to the mall (where the subway is) after James and Becca. I can't remember why, but I think there was a good reason. Ram, Rob and I travelled the subway into downtown for one last time and we headed for the Eaton Mall. James had bought a gift for Jesse: a miniature mini-van. BMW matchbox car. He really did miss his SUV. He said it was as bad, taking it back, as giving his daughter away. I'm not sure if he was joking. We got flowers for Judy, and a card which James got the only clean side to right on. Phooey. We went to a toy store and bought a short bus for Ramlin and Becca. It was a great reaction we got. I'm not going to explain the context.

After going to the largest book store in the world, and Sam's record store (apparently the largest record store in the world or something) we headed back to the subway. We took some funny pictures, read a page of unfunny comics and left Becca on the train so she could get home and sleep. We walked all the way through Yorkdale back to Ramlin's car, Rob got shotgun and we were home in no time.

We came back and Ramlin washed up for us. We packed the final bits and pieces and headed over the road to say goodbye-son. Becca was on the sofa looking ill. She was normally in that position, but not normally ill. Humm... It was emotional in it's own special way, Ramlin headed for school (slightly late because she couldn't get enough of us English folk), and Judy nearly made the mistake of thinking we were making our own way there. Becca saved the day though, so it was all dandy.

It felt different leaving Canada from leaving Leeds. Saying goodbye to my family in Leeds was easy, because I knew I was coming back, but the people I met and got to know so well in Toronto I wouldn't definitely see for a long while. Jacob had been left in our house and hadn't been seen since, Ramlin was at school, Becca was ill, Jesse at work, Pud doing something, Jay back in Colorado working, and I was coming home.

The airport was fun, Rob & I had 'over sized luggage' which made us feel special, and we found the Hardy family. We sat outside a coffee shop, drank coffee, spent change, and waited. There was going to be a surprise. I went across to a shop and bought a bag full of gum, and some chocolate bars with crazy names. Oh Henry, Sweet Marie, Sidekick, Mr. Big...crazy. When I came back a newly wed couple were waiting for me. Mark & Beth had wanted to see us off as a surprise to their parents. It was great to see them again. They'd had an awesome time, and so had I.

On the plane Rob & I made friends with a flight attendant called Marylin, and we didn't watch the Russel Crowe film because it looked brown and rubbish. I acquired a free (worth $2) special K breakfast. Not Ketamin the Kellogg's cereal.

The rest of the flight is for another blog.