Intergalactic Mission Voyage - guest entry by toots, corrections in brackets (never trust females)

As we arrived in the airport (Miles made it in the end after thinking our flight was 3 hours later than it was) and were about to enter security, Miles set off on his quest for trying new and wonderful things (and promptly disliking them if they’re not covered in sauce…more on this later) and bought 12  crispy kremes…and then a funny tasting beer with a funny sounding name (Hoegarden).  It was from a funny place called the garden of hoes (probably Germany).  We saw the sign saying boarding closed and took this as our cue to board the plane.  Air Canada people get (very) angry when you’re the last 3 people to board a plane.  Other interesting things that occurred on our journey to the land of the crazy (surprisingly clean and functional) south was the malfunction of Alex’s tv screen, resulting in a very irritated and overly poked frog at the end of the first flight and a very  (not) drunk alex.  After staying in Canadia for 2 hours too long (waste of fucking time, why the fuck did we need to stop in fucking canadialand?) we then got on our other flight.  That’s not very interesting. We all just slept, apart from sally who had a rather plump 10 year old sleeping on her shoulder (and stroking her gently).