Delirious with fatigue and the knowledge that I've spent almost 16 hours in this airport in the past 2 months, I began my own version of The Lady of Shalott where the protagonist's curse is being stuck in Pearson for the rest of her life: "And there she waits by night and day/ an endless terminal with colours gray..."
Sunday, March 30, 2008
My 6th layover in Pearson in 2 months
Delirious with fatigue and the knowledge that I've spent almost 16 hours in this airport in the past 2 months, I began my own version of The Lady of Shalott where the protagonist's curse is being stuck in Pearson for the rest of her life: "And there she waits by night and day/ an endless terminal with colours gray..."
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