Man – setting off was quite an act: despite a carefully devised plan with a one day buffer we ended up packing the last items in our house while the taxi to bring us to the airport was already waiting. Pooh. We travelled with 15 bags: four ski bags, four ski boot bags, one enormous ice hockey bag, four backpacks that we plan to use for the trip into warmer areas, the ubiquitous rice bag containing our ABS backpacks and another bag. Now, thanks to Air Canada’s generous baggage policy we ended up paying for only two excess pieces of luggage. Easy to imagine that – upon boarding – we fell asleep and didn’t wake up until we were over New Foundland:

Icy beauty. Apparently people live in New Foundland.
Icy beauty. Apparently people live in New Foundland.

After a monster plane journey with a stopover in Toronto (on this trip we really valued the services of the airport porters who both in Munich and Toronto helped us with our excessive baggage) we eventually arrived in Vancouver – some of us rather exhausted:

Little Molly is quite exhausted upon arrival in Vancouver after a 21 hour journey door to door.
Little Molly is quite exhausted upon arrival in Vancouver after a 21 hour journey door to door.