April 25,2014. Adventure has started again. In a manner most fitting to our upcoming travels we are sitting on our airplane watching “The Secret Adventures of Walter Mitty”. Things haven’t gone quite according to plan for him in the movie so far, which seems to mirror our traveling style, but I like it that way. Adventure only happens when things don’t go according to plan. If the month I spent planning the trip happened as I planned it, then I didn’t need to leave my computer desk. Wait…Walter just found Sean in the middle of the himalayas doing my dream job…
Ok. The movie is over. Nice ending, I was however hoping for more random travel adventures. Convenientely, I only have to wait 12 ish hours until we’re in Lisbon and can start some of our own, albeit, groggy adventures.
We’re once again flying from Vancouver via British Airways. After our last transatlantic flights when we went to Africa and back, we decided that British Airways is the best airline ever and will always fly with them. Why do we love them? Well aside from the awesome accents, they have won me over with their free booze! There is something relaxing and vacation like about getting free beer and then automatically being offered wine with my dinner. Strangely though we were served dinner on the flight, at 9 pm. I guess we shouldn’t have went to Milestones for dinner in the airport, but I have a pregnant wife and she was starving after the hour and a half transit trip to the airport.
Oh, that’s going to be a new feature, pregnant wife. I have promised to tone down the activities on this trip to accomodate her new found fatigue and hunger. That shouldn’t be too much of a problem since we’re going to an European country where the main tourist activity is to look at buildings and eat and drink. So I’ll take lots of pictures of things while she sits in the cafe beside me eating one of the many, many pastries I’ve seen in pictures. It’s a good thing we’ll be walking up and down countless hills to burn off all those calories.
So for those interested and just finding out, we’re heading from Vancouver at 8:40 PM to London which the little computer chair thingy tells me was eight hours and forty seven minutes away when they turned it on. Currently we’re down to just under 6 hours, one movie down, and perhaps going to bed. But what’s the point of sleeping? When we get to Lisbon it will be almost time for bed again! Time zones sure screw you up. So get to London, have a layover for a few hours and then catch another 3 hour plane at 3:30 ish in the afternoon London time to Lisbon, Portugal where we will finally arrive at 6:30 Lisbon time, which conveniently is on the same time zone as England. I found out that they share time zones because of old historical ties that revolved around the worlds most useful and widely needed commodity, wine. Apparently the English were at war with the French, (what really?) and couldn’t get their usual wine suppy from France. So instead they turned to a place called Portugal which also happened to make wine. A relationship was created, tons of wine was imported, a whole industry exploded and to make trade easier they adopted Britain’s time zone. So now you can hop and skip from the United Kingdom to Portugal and not get sleepy, if you’re British…Canadians, not so much. (There, I think I managed to call Britain by every name it currently has associated with it in one post, although technically they mean different things, look it up).
Once we land we’ll hop a bus and hopefully get to where we need to be in town to sleep at our hostel, or stay awake all night, it will definitely depend.
I’m going to go watch another movie now, so many choices…see you in Portugal, or maybe at the London airport where I apparently get 9 hours of free wi-fi as a club member (which was free to join). British Airways, drink up!
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