I landed in Vancouver on August 23, 2009, at noon 12:00.
It was a bit hot. The sunlight was soft. Clouds floating in the sky, light blue sky. My sight was covered by golden dust.
There was breeze, made it a bit cooler.
The Vancouver airport was like a maze. It was so difficult to manage to find the correct way I should go. Actually, for me that airport was werid. I'd rather like to say that I was in a hotel than an airport.
And fewer people were in the airport.
Even at the moment when I went in to my plane to Calgary, I still has no any real sense of that I was in Canada.
I sat down, and started to recall the whole time during getting my study permit.
That was rather a fun experience.
It was a bit hot. The sunlight was soft. Clouds floating in the sky, light blue sky. My sight was covered by golden dust.
There was breeze, made it a bit cooler.
The Vancouver airport was like a maze. It was so difficult to manage to find the correct way I should go. Actually, for me that airport was werid. I'd rather like to say that I was in a hotel than an airport.
And fewer people were in the airport.
Even at the moment when I went in to my plane to Calgary, I still has no any real sense of that I was in Canada.
I sat down, and started to recall the whole time during getting my study permit.
That was rather a fun experience.
I think I've been so accustomed to queue and wait. Yet that queue was too long. All I worried about was whether I would be able go catch my next plane. It was only less than 2 hours left, but there were too many people to let myself believe I could be done in time in this queue. Anyhow, no time for me to wait like this. I explained my difficult to people in front of me. Fortunately, I got to move myself to the very front.
I went to the window. Before I said something, the officer said first.
“Hello!”
Hello. I said.
“How are you?”
My brain got in blank for a short while. What should I say? Then from the deepest part of my mind, the fading away memory of English I learned years ago revived.
“Fine, thank you.”
“Excellent.” He smiled.
Okay. Not a bad beginning.
Now, I have no idea on how long it kept. He asked me kinds of questions, but I've forgotten most of them. What I knew was everything went well.
“Good luck!” He approved my study permit finally and returned me my passport.
I left the window. There was still time for me to catch my plane.
Although it was hard to find my way to my plane, I had less worries on it: I've got my boarding pass, my plane would at least wait for me for a while. Then, the officer showed in my mind. Oh, my god, he was rather handsome!
I can still remember the moment when he said “excellent.”
What a nice feeling it was! :3
I planned to take some photos in Vancouver, but I didn't have the time to do it.
At about 14:00, The plane took off on time. I didn't miss it~
I went to the window. Before I said something, the officer said first.
“Hello!”
Hello. I said.
“How are you?”
My brain got in blank for a short while. What should I say? Then from the deepest part of my mind, the fading away memory of English I learned years ago revived.
“Fine, thank you.”
“Excellent.” He smiled.
Okay. Not a bad beginning.
Now, I have no idea on how long it kept. He asked me kinds of questions, but I've forgotten most of them. What I knew was everything went well.
“Good luck!” He approved my study permit finally and returned me my passport.
I left the window. There was still time for me to catch my plane.
Although it was hard to find my way to my plane, I had less worries on it: I've got my boarding pass, my plane would at least wait for me for a while. Then, the officer showed in my mind. Oh, my god, he was rather handsome!
I can still remember the moment when he said “excellent.”
What a nice feeling it was! :3
I planned to take some photos in Vancouver, but I didn't have the time to do it.
At about 14:00, The plane took off on time. I didn't miss it~
The other thing I felt lacking the sense of reality was that here in Canada, people use both English and French in official situations. Sometimes I got confused. XDD
The rest of the trip was far shorter than the first part of it. I had a nap, and arrived at Calgary about one hour later.
The plane flied through the white misty clouds. I like to see the sky that's full of clouds, and I also love going through them! Perfect weather it had! ^_^/
My trip ends in Calgary. Nothing troublesome happened. I was not over-tired, I didn't get jet-lagged, I was still sane with my not-so-good speaking English. I was standing in the world, the other side of the world.
The plane flied through the white misty clouds. I like to see the sky that's full of clouds, and I also love going through them! Perfect weather it had! ^_^/
My trip ends in Calgary. Nothing troublesome happened. I was not over-tired, I didn't get jet-lagged, I was still sane with my not-so-good speaking English. I was standing in the world, the other side of the world.
I left my home city at 16:00, on August 23, 2009, and arrived in Calgary at 16:15, on August 23, 2009. Yet actually, the trip took me about 13-4 hours in all.
Yay~, I took only 15 minutes from one side to the other side of the world!
Yay~, I took only 15 minutes from one side to the other side of the world!