An Airport with free internet access?

NO WAY. this must be a dream. But no, it's true. I'm currently in the Halifax airport and I am using the internet without paying for it with my soul. Or money. It's amazing. Whoever thought of the novel idea of free internet is a winner. A true hero.

The East coast really is full of the bestest people.

Even the girl in the store where I picked up a magazine (Rolling Stone....it has the icky Jonas Hoes on the front, but we are all told as children not to judge a book by its cover, ya?) was genuinely nice. She actually seemed to be asking questions about where I'm from and where I'm going because she wanted to know (not in a creepy way) and not just because her employer was there checking to see if she was exuding the right amount of fake friendliness.

Anyways, know what I just realized? Well....since Newfoundland is super special and gets its own time zone that's an hour and a half ahead of Ontario, instead of having to wake up at 8:30 am to make my schedueled time ticket to pick my classes, I get to sleep in and do it at 10:00 am. Beauty, ainit?


Well, that's mostly all I can think of right now. Flights aren't exactly the most riveting things to talk about, unless you've survived its crashing or you joined the Mile High Club (ya it's got a website), neither of which I'm planning on doing, because to be a survivor the plane has to crash first, which would suck, and also, have you ever seen Snakes On a Plane? Well I have and let's just say that two members of that club came to a painfully awkward end upon receiving several venomous bites in places that should never be bitten. Or could be, I guess.... if you're into that.

So ya, that was scaring. And all I would be able to think about would be snakes slithering out of the toilet.

Gotta go. We is bording. Peace.
And remember kids, the only place better than where you are is anywhere else.