My sister Cathy, ready to embark on a journey to the old country. Emigrating back to England, single-Handed. Loaded with six enormous sports bags, and a nice assortment of carry on bags, car seats and just enough recklessness to do this with two small, boisterous children, unassisted!
'The Spirit of Haida Gwaii' Sculpted by local artist Bill Reid is on display at the airport. This piece of art depicts some of our local wildlife.
Both children were put on reins as Cathy did not see how else she would keep check on them both once she was through security without our help. Her destination, Heathrow, is extremely busy and she did not want to chance loosing one of them.
Her cautiousness got her rude remarks from one young lady at the airport, who had the nerve to tell her she was cruel to leash her children. I can't repeat here what response Cathy gave her. She was already stressed out at the thought of what she was undertaking. And to have unneeded criticism at her efforts was not met with grace.
On the observation level, the sun bouncing off the ocean was almost blinding. How do those pilots do it? Raybans, I suppose.