Steve is back for a brief visit and then he takes off for, in this order, Calgary, Vancouver, Waterloo and Thailand. Now that he has the hang of travel, he is never looking back.
This is the Hamilton Airport, a secondary airport within range of the enormous Toronto Pearson Airport. You gotta love it.
This one is so small you can’t be sure they’re serious, but it seems they are.
We were delayed arriving to pick up Steve and he sat on this boulevard in front of the entrance, waiting for us.
At Pearson, it would probably take a massive search of the three enormous terminals with tracking dogs and use of the public announcement system with the bad echo to locate him.
Welcome back Steve; we know you will be roving elsewhere soon; in the meantime we will enjoy your company and make unashamed use of your amazing carpentry skills.
1 comment:
It was worth coming back just to watch you throw your body half out the car window with your camera, and say: "Don't move. It's for the Blog!"
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