Adieu Canada

And so the five weeks comes to an end too quickly, and yet also after just long enough.

Work this morning, for both of us, then breakfast, a walk (underground in Toronto’s endless tunnels) and then overground when the rain lessened up, and then off to the airport.

We are (well, Mr B is) last minute airport people, but we were at the airport 4 hours early so after a grumpy 30 minutes in the check in queue (we normally travel hand luggage only, but there has been a lot of retail therapy this trip!) off to the lounge.

Tomorrow will be painful. Mr B goes on from Dublin to Edinburgh to see his mum; and I travel home to Toulouse with Ryanair (I need all your fingers crossed for baggage allowances there) later in the morning.

Looking forward to my bed; not looking forward to my legendary jet lag.