Hello again my fruit feathered friend!
So, when we left off, we were in Chiang Mai, and had been in Thailand for about 3.5 months.
After finding out that he would not be able to keep his job, My Love took a little time off and helped me to write my book (which you can check out here if you like – perceptiondiet.com)
Then he started applying for jobs. He had a million interviews, and the process was actually really draining. We did learn a lot about visas, working internationally and all that jazz. We originally thought he would be able to get a job someplace in Asia, but soon found out that was not a super real possibility. He had lots of opportunity in America and Canada however.
By the end of November we had the choice to either renew our lease on our apartments, or go to hotel and assume we would be moving back to North America. At this point My Love had a few very strong leads, so we decided to head to a hotel.
Baby sister had already decided she wanted to go home for Christmas, and would be returning to school in January.
We stayed at the Libra Guesthouses:
My Love basically had 1-2 interview per day for the last two weeks and even though everything was up in the air, we still had lots of fun.
Then, finally it happened. My Love decided to take a job in Montreal. This was around the 8th of December, and the company wanted us there for the Christmas party. On the 16th. We literally found our we were moving about 4 days before we had to get on a plane and fly here. So naturally to ease the anxiety of it all we went shopping so I would have something nice to wear to the Christmas party 🙂
We decided to stay at a fancy place for our last 3 days and chose the Chiang Mai Orchid in Ninman. It was a great choice. We did one last round of shopping for the cold.
Then it was our last night together. Baby Sister was flying to Calgary for Christmas and My Love and I were flying straight to Montreal. We had our last dinner at Blue Diamond.
That night there was much crying and gnashing of teeth, let me tell you.
The next morning at 4 am Baby sister got ready to head to the airport. My Love and I did not fly out until that evening so we spent the day wandering around, getting a two hour massage and eating.
Alas, it was time for us to head to the airport:
About 45 minutes later we were in Bangkok:
Next it was 4 hours to Seoul Korea!
My Love got the Muslim meal hoping for hummus. That never happened. Instead he got eggs.
I ordered the vegan meal hoping for some fresh fruit. There was a little, but mostly it was polenta.
Seoul was pretty cool:
Then it was 11 hours to Chicago. For some reason we had no tickets for our flight from Chicago to Montreal at this point. We thought it was strange. We also only had about 2 hours once we got to Chicago to make our connection. And we forgot to look at what air line we were supposed to be on.
We got some sleep, watched some movies and generally just relaxed.
Once we landed in Chicago, we had to go collect our bags. By the time we were done with that it was about 30 minutes to our flight. We had no tickets, did not know what gate we were meant to be at or which airline.
We found a lady who told us that we would either be with Air Canada or United. And that we had to take a TRAIN to the other terminal to the departures area. WHAT.
We did that, and found the Air Canada desk. She did not have us on her flight. Right next to her was the United desk. They did have us! But it was only 20 minutes to our flight at that point. So we were too late. The nice lady put us on a flight that was 3 hours later and we made it through (crazy) American airport security. They patted down a 70 year old lady…why?
We eventually made it to our gate, and it was a short 2.5 hour flight up to Montreal.
Good bye Asia, hello French Canada!