It’s magical to think that I can be almost anywhere in the world in less than twenty-four hours. The ability to fly still amazes me. So after finishing all my packing this morning (by the way, I’m less than 50 pounds on my checked bag), we headed to the airport to begin our travels.
I’ve seen a lot of things at DIA, but this was the first time I saw a man holding a mirror up in front of a woman as she sat there gazing at her reflection. It was a place to get your make-up done. Delia suggested that the woman might be traveling to meet someone she’d only conversed with online. Building upon her thought, I figured the woman was asking him to make her look like the photo she had posted online. Didn’t want to get accused of false advertising, maybe?
Our flight from Denver to Winnipeg was very uneventful, which is a great thing. I even managed to get my camera backpack in the overhead. I heard several people say they were headed to Churchill to see the polar bears. We didn’t have much of a chance to converse with them, although we did meet a man and his approx. six year old son that are heading there tomorrow.
Natural Habitat reps met us at the airport and we settled in to The Fort Garry Hotel. It’s 100 years old this year. The room is beautiful with antiques and old fashioned wall paper. We were issued our boots and parka and then headed to “Forks” to grab dinner. When someone mentioned Forks, I thought vampires. It is actually a unique indoor market. We picked up a couple bottles of wine and ate dinner at Beachcombers. Afterwards we bought dessert at the Human Bean Coffee shop.
It’s cold and snowing a little bit here. After some advice from our waitress, we are planning tomorrow to go to Osborne Street to check out the quirky independent shops and galleries. Then, we have tickets to a play tomorrow night.
Flying and all the drama surrounding it makes me tired. So it’s early to bed so we can be out and seeing the sites of Winnipeg tomorrow.