And so the adventure begins......
We set out from DIA with an 11:20 am flight with a connection through Montreal. Montreal’s airport is very nice and way more French than either Rachel or I anticipated. We had a....lovely?....conversation with a French Canadian who continued to tell us over and over again that he could tell we are Americans because we smile when we walk by strangers and gave us a thumbs up about 15 times during the 10 minute chat.
Our connection was 3 hours long so we got some dinner and then proceeded to watch a belligerent senior citizen get arrested at the gate. Wow! He just kept yelling at the security guards who requested to see his boarding pass and passport after, I’m assuming, they saw him stumbling to the gate. Mind you he wasn’t even on our flight and was sitting at the gate for Air Canada flight 870 with service to Paris. He then decided that the guards must have wanted to search him, they didn’t, and so he continued to yell “just search me”. 12 additional guards and 1 German Shepherd later and he was escorted away in cuffs.
Moral of the story: don’t drink and fly.
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