Longest Friday 13th ever

Departures day... After some heavy door knocking 20 minutes after everyone was supposed to be awake, most of the team finally fell out of bed. That was almost 30 hours ago now on Friday the 13th, and there is still another hour until Friday the 13th comes to an end. It wasn't terribly unlucky though, except for Robert who somehow lost his shoes between Evgeny's room and the breakfast table...

Shoes recovered, we flew seamlessly to LAX about 16 hours later, where the team attempted to put on their best warrior faces.

After a brief lunch at some very American food chains and a fantastic game of Bartog (a first for the trip, surprisingly!), we proceeded on our way to Toronto. At this point, most of us had gone without internet for longer than we'd ever had since we were born. The toll this was taking on the team was evident on the flight as Luke struggled to stay awake, Evgeny spent 3 hours in the brace position, Kenneth crashed, and Robert examined the effects of the plane's banking on gravity.

We were all drained after such long flights and having been disconnected from the world for so long. Many queues and waits later at Toronto airport, an unexpected saviour cheered up the team - its effect appearing to surpass that of caffeine or any energy drink known to man. We found free internet!

The drive from the airport to Waterloo let us watch a marvelous Canadian sunset slide away over the landscape, hopefully setting our bodyclocks back into kilter. A delightful dinner finished the longest Friday 13th ever, with eight thumbs up. Ginger & pear juice... yum!