I’m on my way to WordCamp US today, and I’m flying out of Terminal 2 for the first time in over ten years. I hardly recognize it; it’s been significantly built-up at some point.
I had a vague memory that I’d taken some pictures the last time I was here, and I was correct! A quick run through my stuff on Flickr gave me these images from 2007:
Compare those to these pics I snapped today. The Vino Volo location is where that blank wall in the last shot used to be.
It’s really quite impressive. The whole thing is brighter, cleaner, and significantly busier than I recall it being.
This past Sunday I completed my second-ever journey to Europe, this time to the wonderful city of Vienna. I will tell you more about this trip and why I enjoyed it later. I will also post pictures for you later.
First, I will recount for you a transatlantic tale of woe. Though it has a happy ending, be assured that while it was happening I was very quickly reaching the end of my proverbial rope, and wasn’t sure whether I should collapse into a heap of pathetic crying or flip out and snap at the airport staff, security, or various others involved in my “experience” at Toronto Pearson.
At this point, I suppose I am fortunate that the TSA doesn’t exist in Canada.
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Getting back to the airport with style.
Or at least you should be careful while doing so.