It has been a whirlwind couple of days to start this much needed vacation. I am sitting in my hotel room in Calagary, Alberta, Canada this morning doing two things — trying to think about what I want to write and dreading going out into the cold. Canada uses metrics, for the most part, so I’ve already spent the better part of two days watching temperatures of -15 to -20 degrees Celsius on the thermometer in the car. Thank God for heated seats!
Air Canada rocks!! I have never been on planes that were so clean. The attendants are totally professional and pleasant. The planes have personal video screens with a large choice of programs: TV, movies, sports, news as well as the GPS so you can see how far into the trip you are. There are plenty of music choices as well. Wish Air Canada operated between US cities!
Courtesy. It is one of the striking things about the Canadian people that there is so much courtesy. I’m not talking about the stiff, rule driven kind of courtesy you find in some places. I’m talking about the kind of courtesy that stems from one individual respecting and caring about another individual. Doors are held for others. Drivers in the parking garage after a hockey game let each other proceed. Children who get into the elevator first will ask an adult “Which floor would you like?”
The one that really made be believe that it must be inbred was the 20-something man at the Calgary Flames hockey game. I was standing at the condiment stand getting some ketchup. He wanted to get some napkins, which were to my left side, as he was. Though he could have reached in and gotten them without getting into my way, he actually said, “Pardon my reach,” as he reached in for the napkins. Pardon my reach?! I haven’t heard that since my grandparents were alive. How refreshing!
I really do love Canada and Canadians.
I will have more to say in the days ahead.