Montreal

I am sitting here in my hotel room at 11:30 trying to go to bed, but I can’t because according to my clock it is only 9:30. I know not much of a difference there but when sleeping as a problem, like it is for me, two hours makes a big difference. I think that another part of the problem is that I spent all day sitting on an airplane. I do spend a lot of my day sitting nowadays but I make it a point to get up and walk around for a little bit every once and awhile. Today the only moving I did was running between planes in the airport. That leads me to a more concerning problem…

Because of the fact that I did nothing today and I knew that I would have to try to get to sleep earlier than normal I decided to head down to the hotel gym and do some running on the treadmill (because it is freezing outside) and lift some weights. Now that was not the decision that caused the problem. The problem arose when I realized that I did not bring my running shoes. This was slightly on purpose because I knew I would probably not be running outside up here, I had not considered the possibility of the gym. So what I did was attempt to run on the treadmill with my old warn out SnowClogs, that didn’t work so well. Then I decided that it would be easier to run in my bare feet, so that’s what I did. It worked well, it didn’t hurt, it actually was sort-of fun. I could really feel how my feet were moving while I ran, what parts hit first and how I weighted each foot. I ran about 2 miles like this. I felt great, I finished with a few sets on the weight machines and a few laps in the highly chlorinated hotel pool. It was not until half way back to my room that I realized that my feet were really beginning to hurt. Once I got into my room I could barely put my feet flat on the ground. Turns out I now have one quarter sized and one nickel sized blister on the bottom of both of my feet. AWESOME!!! So now I am sitting here not sleeping, limping around the hotel room on my heels.

Later, flipping through the channels on the TV I realize something (again)... TV sucks!! I was watching a TLC program on the new Airbus A380 “The Worlds Largest Airliner”, what crap!!! They probably paid John Travolta $10K to do 5 min of work doing the 10 second sound bite before every commercial so that they could say that John Travolta was the host. He probably never even saw the show! That is not the worst of it, yet again did a once great channel disappoint me I got 25 min (for an hour spot) of the same footage over and over again talking about how hard It was to build the plane on schedule. I learned NOTHING about the plane itself, except that Airbus invested $10.2 Billion and it is a huge risk. I was talking in the earlier post about how excited I was to fly in a 777, that was because I saw a great documentary on it probably 8 years ago and I still remember all sorts of facts and tidbits about the plane. Oh, but I know that the new A380 is the “Worlds Largest Airliner”, they costs $250 Million each, and John Travolta hosted the show. I could not change the channel because that was one of the very few channels in English, and I did not want to watch Paris Hilton and Nicole Ritchie prove just how stupid and spoiled they are.

Now is when I wish I had paid more attention in my 3 years of French in high school. I can understand about 25% of what people say but I can only respond with “Hi, my name is Justin”, “Will you go to bed with me tonight”, and “May I use the restroom”. It is pretty humbling to know that I am a lowly American and I only speak one language. Even in Canada, the butt of many jokes, I still feel like a lowly American, and I can’t use the “I’m from Canada” excuse.