So last month me and the kids did a short trip to Canada. Everyone couldn’t believe that we would fly all the way over there just for a long weekend, but we were going to a wedding so we didn’t really need any longer, plus the kids had school and I didn’t want them off too long and have the attendance lady whinging in my ear.
So we flew from Heathrow terminal 5 which is huge! I’ve been there before but never flown from there, in fact I can’t remember the last time I actually flew from Heathrow. The thing I loved most about this terminal is the fact that there is so much space you don’t feel squashed in which is perfect for someone like me who is extremely claustrophobic.
Another thing I loved was the kids play area, my 2 spotted it straight away. There’s a giant snakes and ladders game on the floor as well as two big touch screen TVs with lots of fun kids games. It kept my two occupied while I rearranged the suitcase.
As we walked to check in a member of staff spotted us and told me to go to the family check in where there was no queue, which was brilliant!
OK so the one thing I hated about terminal 5 was the queue in security. Obviously I got stopped for extra checks and they only had 1 lady doing those checks so I had to wait a good 40mins to be seen, without my shoes (as they kept them) I could feel the cold through my socks and I hate that feeling, it gives me a stomach ache.
OK so their duty free section was pretty big, but I didn’t bother going in shops we went straight to a Wetherspoons and got some brunch. We then went to the multi faith room, which is something I’ve never done before. RD really believes in the power of prayer and wanted us to all say a prayer together to keep us safe on the plane which I thought was very sweet. But what I found strange was although it welcomes all faiths, it felt more like a mini mosque and felt like we shouldn’t have been in there with our shoes and without covering up. Even the kids were a bit apprehensive as they thought it was a mosque too and keep asking if the Muslims would mind us being in there. I had to explain it’s not just for the Muslims it’s for anyone who wants to say a prayer or reflect.
So after walking forever then getting a transit over to our gate we finally boarded the plane. Now I don’t usually like flying with British Airways but we were sat next to a stag party, so they kept us entertained for the whole flight, it was brilliant. Also because they were constantly asking for drinks I managed to get lots of wine too which was fun J
So anyways after getting into Canada we caught this huge train downtown and just needed to get a taxi to our hotel. Simple task right? Wrong! Apparently this isn’t an easy task when you’re black. Every taxi we stopped (baring in mind we were at a taxi stand) refused to take us and rolled up their windows and drove off or further down and picked up white people. It got to the point where I was ready to ask a random white person to get a cab for us. Sooo stupid, even more bizarre the taxi drivers were all Asian yet didn’t want people the same complexion as them in their taxi, what bell ends!
So we stayed at the Hilton in downtown Toronto on the 17th floor which meant I was forced to go in the lift, boo!
So the day after landing we went to my cousins wedding which was beautiful. It even got to the point where I had to take off my heels and have a good dance.
We also took the day to explore downtown Toronto which was cool. One bizarre thing I noticed is the homeless folk there just like to randomly lay in the middle of the pavement for you to trip over them, it was sooo weird.
We also saw some huge marathon which resulted in most of the roads being closed. It was lovely to see how the Canadians were all out supporting the runners and shouting out compliments and words of encouragement. Even RD got in on the act and stood by the rails shouting nice things at people running past which was really sweet.
OK so coming back home I wasn’t overly impressed with the duty free section at Toronto’s Pearson airport, there wasn’t a wide range of places to eat, which was annoying as I was bloody starving! I then got asked 1 of the dumbest questions ever going through security (click here to see the video) so by the time we got on the plane I just wanted to eat and sleep and that’s exactly what I did J
Once we landed we had time to spare as the Heathrow coach is pretty frequent so we went to get some breakfast, obviously I had my mandatory Mimosa and the kids ordered really specific things that weren't on the menu, but luckily the lady serving us just accommodated their crazy demands and everybody was happy.